Murphy's miscellaneous laws: If an enemy is really dug in, you'll have forgotten to bring a mortar.
Light and praise, Love and atonement, harmony and peace. Touch me, assail me, break and make my heart.
Everyday is a climb, to reach that certain milestone.
Each of us is a story carved in stone time.
The shadow The words have shadow like the milestones like trees and vines like truth beyond which there is still something else. RightWords Translation
Against the forehead's buttons My ended destiny has buttoned up all pearl buttons, were many and small Like the teeth of pirahna, the hand has writhed with the tender appetite of pirahna fish....
That lake was a tear of Earth. Earth had cried, who knew when, a long time ago, and it felt ashamed, and it had hidden there one of tears. The beauty of unseen stone, 1965
There must be, for God, something stable, where you can come up with soul in your hands as the Wailing Wall, for you to melt into words as stones are melting under your words. V from victory, 1987
Harvest I will lose myself: and I carry in mouth the bitter language: an infinite of white bodies I have remembered on whose womb I hoped to sit my tone belonging to an ideal of perfection!...
There are two kinds of stones, as everyone knows, one of which rolls.
Expectation I'm in an expectation Only the children are passing near it playing slowly with everything existing around them from buildings ready to collapse to the most pure form of some streets...
I will place no value on anything I have or may possess except in relation to the kingdom of Christ.
People don't change their behavior unless it makes a difference for them to do so.
It's my experience that you really can't lose when you try the truth
I made no claims to inside stuff. I tried to give information which could be documented, so the reader could check it for himself.
Nothing earthly will make me give up my work in despair.
All that I am I owe to Jesus Christ, revealed to me in His divine Book.
Fear God and work hard.
Shadow is a colour as light is, but less brilliant; light and shadow are only the relation of two tones.
Men may rise on stepping stones of their dead selves to higher things.