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Last updated on October 7, 2024.
One evening when I had my wood-burning stove going I realized I hadn't thought of dessert.
The world gets better every day - then worse again in the evening.
Evening is a time of real experimentation. You never want to look the same way. — © Donna Karan
Evening is a time of real experimentation. You never want to look the same way.
Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
Twilight and evening bell, and after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell when I embark.
I stood still, a prey to a thousand thoughts, stifled in the robe of the evening.
It's a chore for a fellow to fear for his life more than once in an evening.
Drawing prayer circles isn’t about proving yourself to God; it’s about giving God an opportunity to prove Himself to you. Just in case you have forgotten — and to ensure that you always remember — God is for you. I can’t promise that God will always give you the answer you want. I can’t promise that He’ll answer on your timeline. But I can promise this: He answers every prayer, and He keeps every promise. That is who He is. That is what He does.
My mama used to tell us ghost stories in the evening on rainy days.
A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening...
When I work a nightclub, I dress up in evening wear. There's a certain elegance to it all and I like that.
Prayer will make a man cease from sin, or sin will entice a man to cease from prayer.
A TV evening with the right person can be more erotic than sex with the wrong one. — © Ville Valo
A TV evening with the right person can be more erotic than sex with the wrong one.
What I always expect to deliver to my audience is a very entertaining evening of singing and playing.
It's evening, one of those gray water-color washes, like liquid dust.
You could write a joke in the pub at lunchtime and watch it performed on television that evening.
I'm thinking of taking a window cleaner's job to fill the spare hour in the evening.
Autumn glows upon us like a splendid evening; it is the very sunset of the year.
Our spiritual immutarity never shows up more than in our lack of praying, be it alone or in a church prayer meeting. Let 20% of the chior members fail to turn up for rehearsal and the chior master is offended. Let 20% of the church members turn up for a prayer meeting, and the pastor is elated.
When evening quickens in the street, comes a pause in the day's occupation that is known as the cocktail hour.
Nothing is worse than being alone on the evening of the day when one's cow has exploded.
The dews of the evening most carefully shun; Those tears of the sky for the loss of the sun.
Without prolonged moments of adoration, of prayerful encounter with the word, of sincere conversation with the Lord, our work easily becomes meaningless; we lose energy as a result of weariness and difficulties, and our fervor dies out. The Church urgently needs the deep breath of prayer, and to my great joy groups devoted to prayer and intercession, the prayerful reading of God's word and the perpetual adoration of the Eucharist are growing at every level of ecclesial life.
The shower of answers to your prayers will continue to your dying hour. Nor will it cease then. When you pass out from beneath the shower, your dear ones will step into it. Every prayer and every sigh which you have uttered for them and their future welfare will, in God's time, descend upon them as a gentle rain of answers to prayer.
My prayer is that people will see that following Jesus costs you everything you are and everything you have. And my prayer is that people will see that Jesus is worth it.
I have to re-create the universe every morning when I wake up, and kill it in the evening.
Soon evening worked its way into the sky, and the city hunched itself down.
My first children's book, 'Tickle Monster,' was inspired by tickling my son one evening.
My evening visitors, if they cannot see the clock should find the time in my face.
There were weekends and evening hours. A lot of time went in to defend what proved to be a deceitful action.
One thing changes every evening: It's the audience, and I'm working my magic. I'm always learning from it.
notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet's wings.
And hie him home, at evening's close, To sweet repast and calm repose.
Tea Cake, the son of the Evening Sun, had to die for loving her.
The greatest thing anyone can do for God and man is pray. It is not the only thing; but it is the chief thing. The great people of the earth today are the people who pray. I do not mean those who talk about prayer; not those who can explain about prayer; but I mean those people who take time and pray.
Yet this my comfort: when your words are done, My woes end likewise with the evening sun.
I think it'd be great if the evening news broadcast, for instance, were unsponsored and unrated. — © Walter Cronkite
I think it'd be great if the evening news broadcast, for instance, were unsponsored and unrated.
When I write after dark the shades of evening scatter their purple through my prose.
I think laughter and stimulating conversation are the things that truly make a romantic evening.
This is a lttle prayer dedicated to the separation of church and state. I guess if they are going to force those kids to pray in schools they might as well have a nice prayer like this: Our Father who art in heaven, and to the republic for which it stands, thy kingdom come, one nation indivisible as in heaven, give us this day as we forgive those who so proudly we hail. Crown thy good into temptation but deliver us from the twilight's last gleaming. Amen and Awomen.
O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
Ditty of First Desire In the green morning I wanted to be a heart. A heart. And in the ripe evening I wanted to be a nightingale. A nightingale. (Soul, turn orange-colored. Soul, turn the color of love.) In the vivid morning I wanted to be myself. A heart. And at the evening's end I wanted to be my voice. A nightingale. Soul, turn orange-colored. Soul, turn the color of love.
I will start out this evening with an assertion: fantasy is a place where it rains.
Often the answer to our prayer does not come while we’re on our knees but while we’re on our feet serving the Lord and serving those around us. Selfless acts of service and consecration refine our spirits remove the scales from our spiritual eyes and open the windows of heaven. By becoming the answer to someone’s prayer we often find the answer to our own.
The Protestant wing of the western church, which is a tiny percentage of the Body of Christ, is nearly completely (98%) unaware that the Holy Spirit is restoring contemplative prayer-center stage-to the church The Holy Spirit is restoring this precious jewel (contemplative prayer) to the body of Christ. This is the God ordained means of attaining the fullness of God.
It is thanks to my evening reading alone that I am still more or less sane.
One evening you may learn about enlightenment, koans, meditation and personal power. — © Frederick Lenz
One evening you may learn about enlightenment, koans, meditation and personal power.
As to the thoughts, they are elfish. Those eyes in the Evening Star you must have seen in a dream.
Sitting back in the evening, stargazing and stroking your dog, is an infallible remedy.
I'm a cereal lover. I could eat it in the morning, in the evening, and at night - I love Cheerios.
To me at least was never evening yet, but seemed far beautifuller than its day.
My ideal evening is to have dinner with one person or a few persons, and then be in bed by 11.
Writing poems is my way of celebrating with the world that I have not committed suicide the evening before.
I spent the whole evening sitting before a mirror to keep myself company.
I don't drink alcohol too late in the evening; I read a good book.
It was evening all afternoon. It was snowing And it was going to snow. The blackbird sat In the cedar-limbs.
Some enchanted evening, you may see a stranger Across a crowded room.
I held you in the square And felt the evening Re-order itself around Your smile.
The Taj is pinkish in the morning, milky white in the evening and golden when the moon shines.
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