“When in such sadness I earnestly elevated my spirit into God and locked my whole heart and mind along with all my thoughts and will therein, ceaselessly pressing in with God's Love and Mercy, and not to cease until he blessed me? then after some hard storms my spirit broke through hell's gates into the inmost birth of the Godhead, and there I was embraced with Love as a bridegroom embraces his dear bride.” MindHeartHardWholeSpiritHellSadnessBirthMercyBlessedEmbraceDearStormCeaseBrokeGatesLockedMy ThoughtsHeart And MindBridesGod's LoveBridegroom Author:Jakob Bohme
“One last word of farewell, dear master and mistress. Whenever you visit my grave, say to yourselves with regret but also happiness in your hearts at the remembrance of my long happy life with you: "Here lies one who loves us and whom we loved." No matter how deep my sleep I shall hear you, and not all the power of death can keep my spirit from wagging a grateful tail.” HeartLongMatterLastsSpiritLyingSleepDogMastersRegretGratefulDearGravesHappy LifeTailsRemembranceFarewellLast WordsMistress Book:The Unknown O'Neill: Unpublished Or Unfamiliar Writings of Eugene O'Neill Source: The Unknown O'Neill: Unpublished Or Unfamiliar Writings of Eugene O'Neill
“Put up at the moment of greatest suffering a prayer, not for thy own escape, but for the enfranchisement of some being dear to thee, and the sovereign spirit will accept thy ransom.” MomentsSpiritSufferingPrayerAcceptingDearTheeSovereignRansom Book:Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli Source: Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli
“Precious Saviour! come in spirit, and lay Thy strong, gentle grasp of love on our dear boys and girls, and keep these our lambs from the fangs of the wolf.” ChildrenSpiritGirlStrongBoysLaysDearGentleSaviourLambsFangsBoy And Girl Author:Theodore L. Cuyler
“My friends: Music is the language of spirits. Its melody is like the frolicsome breeze that makes the strings quiver with love. When the gentle fingers of Music knock at the door of our feelings, they awaken memories that have long lain hidden in the depths of the Past. The sad strains of Music bring us mournful recollections; and her quiet strains bring us joyful memories. The sound of strings makes us weep at the departure of a dear one, or makes us smile at the peace God has bestowed upon us.” LongFeelingsPastSpiritLanguageSoundMemoriesDoorsQuietMusic IsMy FriendsFingersDepthDearGentleStringsMelodyJoyfulStrainBreezeRecollectionDepartureQuiverDear OnesCreating Beauty Author:Khalil Gibran
“Dear God, Please teach me to forgive myself and others. Remove the walls that keep love out, behind which I am a prisoner. Heal my guilt and remove my anger, that I might be reborn. Make gentle my heart and strong my spirit and show me how to love. Please show me how to honor myself. Please teach me how to listen to myself. "Please program my mind to know itself, that I might at last be free. Teach me to appreciate your spirit that lives within me. Show me how to be good to myself, that I might know more fully the goodness of life. Amen” KnowsMindHeartShowsMightLastsSpiritStrongBehindsTeachWallMy HeartHonorPleaseGoodnessProgramAppreciateForgivingGuiltDearBe GoodHealGentleRemovePrisonerShow MeAmenRebornHow To LoveDear GodAppreciate You Author:Marianne Williamson
“As I go musing through this mournful land Soothed by the pine-tree's solemn harmony, Thy well-loved image comes and walks by me. I seem to hold thee by the gentle hand And talk of things I dimly understand, That thy dear spirit set to mine may be As to an intricate lock the simple key.” WellsMayHandsSeemsSpiritSimpleWalksTreeLandMinesKeysHarmonyDearTheeGentleLocksSolemnIntricateMusingsPine Trees Author:John Barlas