Dry your eyes O dry your eyes, For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies.
My mouth has gone dry as sawdust. I desperately find Cinna in the crowd and lock eyes with him. I imagine the words coming from his lips. 'What's impressed you most since you arrived here?' I rack my brain for something that made me happy here. Be honest, I think. Be honest.
The angels in heaven covered their eyes with their hands and sobbed loudly, because that is what they always do when a man hits his wife. A profound sadness settled over the earth...God was silent in every language. The angels tried to dry their tears, but their handkerchiefs were so soaked through that is started raining even in the deserts.
How far to heaven? Just open your eyes and look. You are in heaven.
Our culture is so fixated on dying and going to heaven when the whole Scripture is about heaven coming to earth.
If you have to dry the dishes (Such an awful boring chore) If you have to dry the dishes ('Stead of going to the store) If you have to dry the dishes And you drop one on the floor Maybe they won't let you Dry the dishes anymore
In drying plants, botanists often dry themselves. Dry words and dry facts will not fire hearts.
I like to pour my wines for people. I watch their eyes, I can see what they'll like. Most people say they don't like dry wine because they haven't had a dry wine that's clean and fruity, instead of a big, oaky thing.
For my skin, Neutrogena dry body oil is heaven!
To be enlightened is to know that heaven is not "coming." Heaven is here.
It is dry, hazy June weather. We are more of the earth, farther from heaven these days.
How dry eyes can get when they are not allowed to cry!
We're living in primate heaven. We're warm, dry, we're not hungry, we don't have fleas and ticks and infections. So why are we so miserable?
The Lord is coming, always coming. When you have ears to hear and eyes to see, you will recognize him at any moment of your life. Life is Advent; life is recognizing the coming of the Lord
When the eyes of the soul looking out meet the eyes of God looking in, heaven has begun right here on earth.
Heaven help a timid child in a trendy tide He really doesn't know That his heart's being taken for a ride Doing what the world lays down As a steadfast rule And changing when the world says to change Like a steadfast fool Heaven, heaven help me I'm one of the dominoes Chain reaction coming Blow by blow