H.W. Charles Quotes
As God's children, we are not to be observers; we're to participate actively in the Lord's work. Spectators sit and watch, but we are called to use our spiritual gifts and serve continually.
The essence of meditation is a period of time set aside to contemplate the Lord, listen to Him, and allow Him to permeate our spirits.
It takes a real man to make a true confession-a Chocolate Soldier will excuse or cloak his sin.
Life to me is just so precious. I fail to see the wrong in keeping someone alive who's still got quality of life even if it's only for a few months.
To endeavor to domineer over conscience, is to invade the citadel of heaven.
Christ the Lord is risen to-day, Sons of men and angels say. Raise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.
I just come and talk to the plants, really--very important to talk to them, they respond I find.
I can't help what I sound like. What I sound like is what i am. You know? I cannot be anything other that what I am.
Crying's always been a way for me to get things out which are buried deep, deep down. When I sing, I often cry. Crying is feeling, and feeling is being human.
Since a politician never believes what he says, he is quite surprised to be taken at his word.
Happiness, that grand mistress of the ceremonies in the dance of life, impels us through all its mazes and meanderings, but leads none of us by the same route.
No one would have crossed the ocean if he could have gotten off the ship in the storm.
But maybe music was not intended to satisfy the curious definiteness of man. Maybe it is better to hope that music may always be transcendental language in the most extravagant sense.
Evil things are easy things: for they are natural to our fallen nature. Right things are rare flowers that need cultivation.
Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.
All human development, no matter what form it takes, must be outside the rules; otherwise we would never have anything new.
Each person is only given so many evenings and each wasted evening is a gross violation against the natural course of your only life.
It is folly to think the Lord provides grace for every trouble but the one you are in today.
But injustice breeds injustice; the fighting with shadows and being defeated by them necessitates the setting up of substances to combat.
An inventor fails 999 times, and if he succeeds once, he's in. He treats his failures simply as practice shots.
Bed is a bundle of paradoxes: we go to it with reluctance, yet we quit it with regret.
In turning from the smaller instruments in frequent use to the larger and more important machines, the economy arising from the increase of velocity becomes more striking.
If we had to preach to thousands year after year, and never rescued but one soul, that one soul would be a full reward for all our labour, for a soul is of countless price.
We are all salesmen every day of our lives. We are selling our ideas, our plans, our enthusiasms to those with whom we come in contact.
We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
Fashion, after all, is magic and miracle…intended to bestow proportion and beauty where both have been lost or faded with the years.
The drafts which true genius draws upon posterity, although they may not always be honored so soon as they are due, are sure to be paid with compound interest in the end.
Science intensifies religious truth by cleansing it of ignorance and superstition.
The opportunities in this world are as great as we have the imagination to see them... but we never get that view from the bottom of the nest.
One of the marks of maturity is the ability to disagree without becoming disagreeable
I must be taken as I have been made. The success is not mine, the failure is not mine, but the two together make me.
Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit.
When satire flies abroad on falsehood's wing, Short is her life, and impotent her sting; But when to truth allied, the wound she gives Sinks deep, and to remotest ages lives.
