“All His glory and beauty come from within, and there He delights to dwell, His visits there are frequent, His conversation sweet, His comforts refreshing; and His peace passing all understanding.” UnderstandingChristSweetComfortConversationGloryDelightPassingPassingsRefreshingBeauty Comes From Within Author:Thomas a Kempis
“Swift flies our time on pinions fleet, Like vapours on the breeze; The transient bliss we now call sweet, The passing moments seize. The gilded joy, the present hour, Soon wing themselves away; Departing like the fading flower That pleas'd us Yesterday.” MomentsJoyHoursSweetFlowerWingsYesterdayPassingPassingsBlissOur TimeBreezeTransientFadingGildedDepartingVapourPassing Moments Book:Poems on Various Subjects Source: Poems on Various Subjects
“So with Easter. It was fun, as a child, to bound down the stairs to find seasonal sweet-treats under each plate, but again, with the passing of time, and the shadow of death over our broken family circle, I've seen Easter as highest necessity. If hope is to flourish, it had better be true.” IfsChildrenFunSweetBrokenHighestShadowTreatsBoundsCirclesPassingPassingsBeing TruePlatesEasterStairsShadow Of DeathBroken Family Author:Gerhard E Frost
“I like old people when they have aged well. And old houses with an accumulation of sweet honest living in them are good. And the timelessness that only the passing of Time itself can give to objects both inside and outside the spirit is a continuing reassurance.” PeopleGivingWellsSpiritTimeHouseHonestObjectsSweetAgingPassingPassingsContinuingOld PeopleAccumulationReassuranceTimelessnessOld HousesInside And OutsideHonest Living Author:M. F. K. Fisher
“O thrush, your song is passing sweet, But never a song that you have sung Is half so sweet as thrushes sang When my dear love and I were young.” YoungSongHalfSweetDearPassingPassingsThrushDear Love Author:William Morris
“(Speaking of the Cistercian monks) A grim fraternity, passing grim lives in that sweet spot, that God had made so bright! Strange that Nature's voices all around them--the soft singing of the waters, the wisperings of the river grass, the music of the rushing wind--should not have taught them a truer meaning of life than this. They listened there, through the long days, in silence, waiting for a voice from heaven; and all day long and through the solemn night it spoke to them in myriad tones, and they heard it not.” ShouldLongMadeNightHeavenWaitingVoiceWaterSilenceHeardTaughtStrangeSweetWindSingingRiversPassingPassingsSpotsGrassToneMeaning Of LifeSpokesMonkSolemnGrimRushingFraternityLong Day Author:Jerome K. Jerome