Clare, I want to tell you, again, I love you. Our love has been the thread through the labyrinth, the net under… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Faith is the silver thread upon which the pearls of the graces are to be hung. Break that, and you have broken… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
First you find a little thread, a little thread leads you to a string, and the string leads you to a rope.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart, you begin… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The madhouse is in a lot of places, not just a hospital, not just a palace, but also a pattern woven from… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When you work you fulfill a part of earth's furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born, And what is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Love should be the silver thread that runs through all your conduct. Kindness, gentleness, long suffering, forbearance, patience, sympathy, a willingness to… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Anyone who can handle a needle convincingly can make us see a thread which is not there. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I am in every religion as the thread through a string of pearls. Wherever thou seest extraordinary holiness and extraordinary power raising… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Tapestries are made by many artisans working together. The contributions of separate workers cannot be discerned in the completed work, and the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
One of the purest souls ever to live on this fallen planet was Nicholas Herman, known as Brother Lawrence. He wrote very… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Read the sacred writings of all the peoples on Earth. Through all of them runs, like a red thread, the hidden Science… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Listen. In every office you hear the threads of love and joy and fear and guilt, the cries for celebration and reassurance,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I think that when two people are able to weave that kind of invisible thread of understanding and sympathy between each other,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Little girls and boys, barefooted, walked up and down between the endless rows of spindles, reaching thin little hands into the machinery… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
It makes us a thread in a tapestry that has unrolled for centuries before us, and will unroll for centuries after us.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Karma is the eternal assertion of human freedom. . . . Our thoughts, our words, and deeds are the threads of the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Extreme torture is mute, and so we sat silent, petrified, like columns of marble buried under the sand of an earthquake. Neither… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Have you ever noticed how many silences there are Gilbert? The silence of the woods....of the shore....of the meadows....of the night....of the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
How evanescent those loves and friendships seem at this distance in time…We move on, make new attachments. We grow old. But sometimes,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Translating from one language to another, unless it is from Greek and Latin, the queens of all languages, is like looking at… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
All great events hang by a single thread. The clever man takes advantage of everything, neglects nothing that may give him some… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
And a tear rolled down her cheek, as she said goodbye; because she's walking away, and she's never looking back — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You'll seldom experience regret for anything that you've done. It is what you haven't done that will torment you. The message, therefore, is clear.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Scrabble - The game is available in Braille. That’s a nice fact. This makes me feel better about humanity for some reason. I can’t… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“THIS tale of my sore-troubled life I write, To thank the God of nature, who conveyed My soul to me, and with such care… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Put on my J's and dance the whole night away Im naughty by nature like Im hip-hop hooray With my hands in the sky,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Me.. I have been through a lot, but I still manage to have a smile on my face. Im not worried about the past… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The only person I've ever purposely caused pain here is myself...By simply sharing, caring too much. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
