The warrior's gift is to willingly storm Hell that Heaven may remain unstained.
Adversity is the diamond dust Heaven polishes its jewels with.
I either write the book or sell the jewels. And I'm kinda sentimental about the jewels.
Jewels! It's my belief that when woman was made, jewels were invented only to make her the more mischievous.
I am a collector of jewels, old jewels.
I would rather be adorned by beauty of character than jewels. Jewels are the gift of fortune, while character comes from within.
I had much rather be adorned by beauty of character than by jewels. Jewels are the gift of fortune, character comes from within.
I've never blown an ugly bubble. Never. They're all beautiful. They're like jewels, transient jewels.
When you really dive into the scriptures it says the kingdom of heaven is inside you. You can feel that because of the way Christ dropped it.
'I shall have heaven and earth for my coffin and its shell; the sun and moon for my two round symbols of jade, the stars and constellations for my pearls and jewels; and all things assisting as the mourners. Will not the provisions for my funeral be complete? What could you add to them?'
But no, I'm still living in LA and haven't dropped off the face of the earth.
Rather than finding heaven on earth, we are asked to release heaven by living on earth.
All the principles of heaven and earth are living inside you. Life itself is truth, and this will never change. Everything in heaven and earth breathes. Breath is the thread that ties creation together.
How much more beautiful would be the world and the society in which we live if...every mother regarded her children as the jewels of her life, as gifts from the God of heaven, who is their Eternal Father, and brought them up in true affection in the wisdom and admonition of the Lord.
Truly, it is a blessing and not a blasphemy when I teach that "above all things there stands the heaven of chance, the heaven of innocence, the heaven of accident, the heaven of wantonness".
The accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in; and the recording angel as he wrote it down dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever.