Gradually the sunken land begins to rise again, and falls perhaps again, and rises again after that, more and more gently each time, till as it were the panting earth, worn out with the fierce passions of her fiery youth,… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
See the land, her Easter keeping, Rises as her Maker rose. Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping, Burst at last from winter snows. Earth with heaven above rejoices... — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
A fine lady; by which term I wish to express the result of that perfect education in taste and manner, down to every gesture,… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
If I am ever obscure in my expressions, do not fancy that therefore I am deep. If I were really deep, all the world… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
He was one of those men who possess almost every gift, except the gift of the power to use them. — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
Do you feel that you have lost your way in life? Then God Himself will show you your way. Are you utterly helpless, worn… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
My friends, let us try to follow the Saviour's steps; let us remember all day long what it is to be men; that it… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
We have used the Bible as if it was a mere special constable's handbook — an opium-dose for keeping beasts of burden patient while… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
He was not only, I soon discovered, a water drinker, but a strict vegetarian, to which, perhaps, he owed a great deal of the… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
Look at the bow in the cloud, in the very rain itself. That is a sign that the sun, though you cannot see it,… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
Beauty is God's handwriting — a wayside sacrament; welcome it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower, and thank for it Him. — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
... the heroism of the average mother. Ah! When I think of that broad fact, I gather hope again for poor humanity; and this… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
