Let every hindrance to joy become the soil out of which joy blossoms.




(No Ratings Yet)Do we? Our problem is whatever wedges between us and God.




(No Ratings Yet)You have your God, I have my guts.




(No Ratings Yet)Only God and he know how much he’s going to play. And the manager.




(No Ratings Yet)Those who have everything but thee, my God, laugh at those who have nothing but thyself.




(No Ratings Yet)I was not going to die tonight and stand before God, having done a bunch of ice.




(No Ratings Yet)You can stop waiting, you know,’ she says. ‘For what?’ ‘For God to strike you down.




(No Ratings Yet)My God, if I had a heart, I would write my hate on ice, and wait for the sun to show.




(No Ratings Yet)I’ve gone to prepare a place for youBut I will come back again.




(No Ratings Yet)Know your real Self, beyond who you think you are.




(No Ratings Yet)In God we trust. All others [must] have data. – Bernard Fisher




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