Stop Asking Jesus Into Your Heart: How to Know for Sure You Are Saved — J. D. Greear Copy Share Image
“She’s frozen to the spot, held in place by a whole lifetime of thwarted ambitions.” — Fredrik Backman Copy Share Image
No one else will ever know the strength of my love for you. After all, you're the only one who knows the… — Kristen Proby Copy Share Image
Praise out of season, or tactlessly bestowed, can freeze the heart as much as blame. — Pearl S. Buck Copy Share Image
Every time we open our hearts, we create the space for a global alternative. — Marianne Williamson Copy Share Image
“Was her bravado a front, or did she truly have so little to lose? But she had a life, and life was… — V.E. Schwab Copy Share Image
With the infinite patience of one who has learned to live broken, he awaited her return. — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
Don't be so quick to give your heart away because someone will take it and throw it away — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“We left dents on each other. Mine was in her heart, and hers was on my car.” — J.A. ANUM Copy Share Image
A poet is no rattlebrain, saying what comes uppermost, and, because he says every thing, saying, at last, something good; but a… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
We should study Christ, and praise and bless God, and have our hearts enlarged for Jesus Christ. This is the duty of… — Jeremiah Burroughs Copy Share Image
“What terrified her most was the thought that staying alive had become nothing more than a habit. That was it. A reflex… — Jonathan Maberry Copy Share Image
All those songs are totally timeless. They'll always stand up because they came from a real place. They weren't crafted songs. They… — Shooter Jennings Copy Share Image
We humans look rather different from a tree. Without a doubt we perceive the world differently than a tree does. But down… — Carl Sagan Copy Share Image
God gave us two ears to hear,two eyes to seeand two hands to hold.But why did God give us only one heart?Because… — Tinku Razoria Copy Share Image
“She felt the depth of her losses before they were realized, and she wondered, Is there still hope? Did she even dare… — Sage Steadman Copy Share Image
I am over-run, jungled in my bed, I am infested with a menagerie of desires: my heart is eaten by a dove,… — Elizabeth Smart Copy Share Image
