We need to find God and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees flowers grass- grows in silence see the stars the moon and the sun how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.
Everything seems fine until you're about 40. Then something is definitely beginning to go wrong. And you look in the mirror with your old habit of thinking 'While I accept that everyone grows old and dies it's a funny thing but I'm an exception to that rule.'
The friendship we share grows amidst the craggy rock pond reeds of water spray fireflies scented with bonfires.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame very pretty often hot and fierce but still only light and flickering. As love grows older our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals deep-burning and unquenchable.
My dear brother Barack Obama has a certain fear of free black men. As a young brother who grows up in a white context brilliant African father he's always had to fear being a white man with black skin. All he has known culturally is white. He has a certain rootlessness a deracination.
We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know afraid of what others will think afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie the thing that we fear grows stronger.
Valor grows by daring fear by holding back.
The attempt to redefine the family as a purely voluntary arrangement grows out of the modern delusion that people can keep all their options open all the time.
Red Sox fans have been pushed to the brink over the years but that's how faith grows stronger.
My reputation grows with every failure.
Whatever you dwell on in the conscious grows in your experience.
I tell young people to prepare themselves as best they can for a world that grows more challenging every day-get the best education they can and couple that education with real-life experience in social justice work.
I think that every child grows up with the ideas that what we are given is our society. Your education and your mother and father they tell you this is how it is but then you hit adolescence and you think 'Is it? Why? Why is it like that?' Sometimes that questioning leads to something more.
Learning is a result of listening which in turn leads to even better listening and attentiveness to the other person. In other words to learn from the child we must have empathy and empathy grows as we learn.
I always wanted to be a Californian. In my wildest dreams I always liked California - it's the place where oranges grows on trees! Fruit just falls off the trees.
Death comes to all but great achievements build a monument which shall endure until the sun grows cold.
Courage is sometimes frail as hope is frail: a fragile shoot between two stones that grows brave toward the sun though warmth and brightness fail striving and faith the only strength it knows.
Courage that grows from constitution often forsakes a man when he has occasion for it courage which arises from a sense of duty acts in a uniform manner.
The desire to write grows with writing.
Dreams are the seeds of change. Nothing ever grows without a seed and nothing ever changes without a dream.
As life runs on the road grows strange with faces new - and near the end. The milestones into headstones change Neath every one a friend.
A sculptor wields The chisel and the stricken marble grows To beauty.
Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.