A Quote by Sophie Swetchine

He who has ceased to enjoy his friend's superiority has ceased to love him.

Sophie Swetchine

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Enjoy Friend Him His Love Superiority To Love

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Sophie Swetchine
Russian - Author
1782 - 1857

He who has ceased to learn has ceased to teach. He who no longer sows in the study will no more reap in the pulpit.

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The man who has ceased to fear has ceased to care.

F. H. Bradley

Old books that have ceased to be of service should no more be abandoned than should old friends who have ceased to give pleasure.

Bernard Baruch

as a bird swoops down on it's prey, and assumes this land bound wretch into heaven, so did romeo steal her lips before they fled him again. suspended somewhere between cherubs and devils, his quarry ceased to buck, and he spread his wings wide and let the rising wind carry them off across the sky, until even the predator himself had lost every hope of returning home. within that one embrace, [he] became aware of a feeling of certainty he had not thought possible for anyone - even the virtuous. with her in his arms, all other women, past, present, and future, simply ceased to exist.

Anne Fortier

Dad never ceased to remind my mother of his love for her.

John Carter Cash

A friend is one who believes in you when you have ceased to believe in yourself.

Unknown

Beth ceased to fear him from that moment, and sat there talking to him as cozily as if she had known him all her life, for love casts out fear, and gratitude can conquer pride.

Louisa May Alcott

The abundance of a grateful heart gives honor to God even if it does not turn to Him in words. An unbeliever who is filled with thanks for his very being has ceased to be an unbeliever.

Paul Tillich

Modern man . . . has not ceased to be credulous . . . the need to believe haunts him.

William James

A community of Jesus which seeks to hide itself has ceased to follow him.

Dietrich Bonhoeffer

And there you see the distinction between our feelings: had he been in my place, and I in his, though I hated him with a hatred that turned my life to gall, I never would have raised a hand against him. You may look incredulous, if you please! I never would have banished him from her society as long as she desired his. The moment her regard ceased, I would have torn his heart out and drank his blood! But, till then - if you don't believe me, you don't know me - til then, I would have died by inches before I touched a single hair on his head!