A Quote by Richard Paul Evans

Nothing heals the soul like chocolate ... It's God's apology for broccoli. — © Richard Paul Evans
Nothing heals the soul like chocolate ... It's God's apology for broccoli.
Chocolate is God's apology for brocolli
Saltwater heals, healing referring to its various forms; tears, cleanses and heals the soul; sweat, cleanses through labor; the ocean, heals in all its forms.
Because when God heals a body, that is temporal; but when God saves a soul, that has eternal importance.
There are truckloads of broccoli at this very minute descending on Washington. My family is divided. For the broccoli vote out there: Barbara loves broccoli. She has tried to make me eat it. She eats it all the time herself. So she can go out and meet the caravan of broccoli that's coming in.
the existence of broccoli does not in any way affect the taste of chocolate
I'm not big on dark chocolate, but I do have a sweet tooth, so it gets me in trouble. I love warm chocolate chip cookies with ice cream. Then there's this chocolate pie my mom makes for me every year for my birthday. She's been making it since I was younger, and there's nothing like it. It's really so, so good!
"Chocolate - The Consuming Passion" was written for the Chocolate Elite - the select millions who like chocolate in all its infinite variety, using 'like' as in 'I like to breathe.'
An authentically powered person lives in love. Love is the energy of the soul. Love is what heals the personality. There is nothing that cannot be healed by love. There is nothing but love.
I burn a lot of energy when I'm filming, so I eat a mountain of chicken, broccoli, potatoes and salad, and if I'm absolutely exhausted, I'll have a chocolate bar, too.
Nothing falls like London Rain Nothing heals me like you do
I do not like broccoli. And I haven't liked it since I was a little kid and my mother made me eat it. And I'm President of the United States and I'm not going to eat any more broccoli.
Grief heals ... unshed tears fester like a canker in the soul.
Be careful not to give too much credence to the old adage that time heals. Mark my word. It's God that heals. Time only tells.
A good apology is like antibiotic, a bad apology is like rubbing salt in the wound.
The Word God wastes nothing and He heals two broken hearts with one story - the reader and the writer.
My mother worked in a chocolate factory, so when I came home from school, I had a piece of baguette with dark chocolate in it. I remember her smelling like chocolate.
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