[poems are] crystals deposited after the effervescent…

I have never had anything to do with the kind of fashion that is influenced by the press or identified with the spirit of…

— Giorgio Armani

What we need to be assured of is not that we possess an excellent system of doctrine and ritual, but that the gift of…

— Roland Allen

It had become clear to me, in a flash of illumination, that for me the only possible goal was psychiatry. Here alone the two…

— Carl Jung

“To commit one’s life to the Jesus Reality is far more than an intellectual undertaking. While the Reality of Jesus is a perspective, it…

— John F. Baggett

Facts as facts do not always create a spirit of reality, because reality is a spirit.

— Gilbert K. Chesterton

When the Holy Spirit comes into your life, He will show you things to come; you will no longer be in the dark. You…

— Chris Oyakhilome

“What you consistently Believe in your Spirit becomes a Reality with time”

— Samuel Asumadu-Sarkodie

See with what force yon river's crystal stream Resists the weight of many a massy beam. To sink the wood the more we vainly…

— Lucretius

I've visited the future and I've seen the Heavenly City standing upon this Earth!-Beautiful, gorgeous, incomparable, almost indescribable, the most gorgeous sight you'll ever…

— David Berg

Life is fragile, like the dew hanging delicately on the grass, crystal drops that will be carried away on the first morning breeze.

— Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche

If I had my way, I would build a lethal chamber as big as the Crystal Palace, with a military band playing softly, and…

— D. H. Lawrence

Of course you want someone special to love you. A majority of the people who write to me inquire about how they can get…

— Cheryl Strayed

You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if…

— Pablo Neruda

The sky was a sparkling succession of black diamonds on black velvet made crystal clear by the blackout.

— Sara Sheridan

My life is a crystal teardrop. There are snowflakes falling in the teardrop and little figures trudging in slow motion.

— Joan Baez