“As a pastor and as a dad, I want my son to know I tell the truth. He can read the book. He knows if I exaggerated or if I didn't. My son is forever gonna believe that I'm an honest person or I'm a liar by what I wrote in that book, because he can read.” IfsKnowsWantBelievePersonsBookForeverHonestSonDadTelling The TruthLiarsMy SonPastorExaggeratedHonest Person Author:Todd Burpo
“I can't believe how blessed I am! I'm married to the most wonderful man, Gene Raymond, whom I'm deeply in love with, and, my career is right where I want it to be. I can live like this forever!” MenWantBelieveI CanCareersForeverWonderfulMarriedBlessedGenesWonderful ManDeeply In Love Author:Jeanette MacDonald
“Life is a series of dreams, a series of interlocking awarenesses. I don't necessarily believe in linear time. Everything happens all at once forever.” BelieveDreamHappensLife IsForeverAwarenessSeriesThings HappenNothingnessLinearLinear Time Author:Frederick Lenz
“Never console yourself into believing that the terror has passed, for it looms as large and evil today as it did in the despicable era of Bedlam. But I must relate the horrors as I recall them, in the hope that some force for mankind might be moved to relieve forever the unfortunate creatures who are still imprisoned in the back wards of decaying institutions.” BelieveStillsMightTodayEvilForceForeverMankindHorrorCreaturesInstitutionsMovedTerrorErasRelateRecallsUnfortunateConsoleDespicable Author:Frances Farmer
“A faithful person sees life from the perspective of trust, not fear. Bedrock faith allows me to believe that, despite the chaos of the present moment, God does reign; that regardless of how worthless I may feel, I truly matter to a God of love; that no pain lasts forever and no evil triumphs in the end. Faith sees even the darkest deed of all history, the death of God's Son, as a necessary prelude to the brightest.” FeelsBelieveMayPersonsDoeEndsMatterMomentsPainLastsFaithEvilForeverSonPerspectiveChaosDeedsDespiteTriumphFaithfulPresent MomentReignWorthlessNo PainBedrockPrelude Book:Reaching for the Invisible God Study Guide Source: Reaching for the Invisible God Study Guide
“So much of our early gladness vanishes utterly from our memory: we can never recall the joy with which we laid our heads on our mother's bosom or rode on our father's back in childhood; doubtless that joy is wrought up into our nature, as the sunlight of long-past mornings is wrought up in the soft mellowness of the apricot; but it is gone forever from our imagination, and we can only believe in the joy of childhood.” BelieveLongPastJoyMotherFatherImaginationMemoriesMorningGoneForeverChildhoodSunlightRecallsOur FatherBosomsOur MemoriesGladnessApricotsJoys Of Childhood Book:Four Novels of George Eliot Source: Four Novels of George Eliot