poetry ... is another way to be hurled straight into the heart of God. — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
When you write from the heart, you not only light the dark path of your readers, you light your own way as… — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
What feeling in all the world is so nice as that of a child's hand in yours? It is soft. It is small and… — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
“A vast tenderness swept him, and a great reverence. Now she belonged to him and her face was his to shield. In regret and… — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
the habit of shutting doors behind us is invaluable to happiness; we must learn to shut life's doors to cut out the futile wind… — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
There must be some deep psychological reason why we turn so instinctively toward home at this special time. . . . A place where… — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
May the Christmas season fill your home with joy, your heart with love and your life with laughter. — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
Oh, God, give me grace for this day. Not for a lifetime, nor for next week, nor for tomorrow, just for this day. Direct… — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
Thank you, God, for the dignity and beauty of self. The precious innate self. The only thing that can't be taken from us. The… — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
“It comes every year and will go on forever. And along with Christmas belong the keepsakes and the customs. Those humble, everyday things a… — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
My God would never deliberately bring harm to anyone. But if it happens, if it simply happens due to wind and rain and weather… — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
simply to ask a blessing upon one's circumstances, whatever they are, is somehow to improve them, and to tap some mysterious source of energy… — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
The man or woman who treasures his friends is usually solid gold himself. — Marjorie Holmes Copy Share Image
