Grows Quotes
Out of the sighs a little comes, But not of grief, for I have knocked down that Before the agony; the spirit grows, Forgets, and cries; A little comes, is tasted and found good.
When logics die, The secret of the soil grows through the eye, And blood jumps in the sun; Above the waste allotments the dawn halts.
At Christmas I no more desire a rose Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth; But like of each thing that in season grows.
Always acknowledge your position in the food chain... They eat because you grow the food.
Leona Helmsley's dog made $12 million last year... and Dean McLaine, a farmer in Ohio, made $30,000. It's just a gigantic version of the madness that grows in every one of our brains.
Art is a means of expression that must be understood by everybody, everywhere. It grows out of the earth, the textures of our lives, and our experience.
Time crumbles things; everything grows old under the power of Time and is forgotten through the lapse of Time.
The fragile wants tranquility, the antifragile grows from disorder, and the robust doesn't care too much.
Sanctification grows out of faith in Jesus Christ. Reemember holiness is a flower, not a root; it is not sanctification that saves, but salvation that sanctifies.
When shadows fall and the path you walk grows dark, may the smile of God light your way.
Our Lord is the ground from whom our prayer grows and in his love and grace he himself gives us our prayers.
Passion, like discriminating taste, grows on its use. You more likely act yourself into feeling than feel yourself into action.
One thing we do know about the threat of climate change is that the cost of adjustment only grows the longer it's left unaddressed.
I believe that love expands. As you give love out, it's received and reciprocated and it grows. That's the beauty of it.
Every time you create a gap in the stream of mind, the light of your consciousness grows stronger
I believe in feeling connected. Love is something that grows, that comes from nourishment; it builds. But there is a great feeling that happens, that is telling you, I don't want to leave this room!
The days grow shorter, the nights grow longer, The headstones thicken along the way; And life grows sadder, but love grows stronger For those who walk with us day by day.
Every genuine expression of love grows out of a consistent and total surrender to God.
Every evil in the bud is easily crushed: as it grows older, it becomes stronger.
In proportion as capital accumulates, the lot of the laborer, be his payment high or low, must grow worse.
If you're going through hell...keep going! You always grow through what you go through.
It will always hurt to be laughed at, snubbed, ignored or attacked by others. But I would remind you that the human personality grows through adversity, provided it is not crushed in the process.
The more the poet grows, the deeper the level of creative intuition descends into the density of his soul. Where formerly he could be moved to song, he can do nothing now, he must dig deeper.
Truth and reality in art do not arise until you no longer understand what you are doing and are capable of but nevertheless sense a power that grows in proportion to your resistance.
Some of us are born with a sense of loss. It is not acquired as we grow. It is already there from the beginning, and it pervades us throughout our lives.
If you care to see God, be pure. If you will not be pure, you will grow more and more impure.
The man who prays grows, and the muscles of the soul swell from this whipcord to iron bands.
Confidence is overrated. It's when we're uncomfortable and looking for answers that we learn and grow the most.
Everyone's got consciousness.. . Grow that ball of consciousness and all avenues of life improve. Your work just blossoms.
Only brooms Know the devil Still exists, That the snow grows whiter After a crow has flown over it
Everything grows rounder and wider and weirder, and I sit here in the middle of it all and wonder who in the world you will turn out to be.
In the embers shining bright A garden grows for thy delight, With roses yellow, red, and white. But, O my child, beware, beware! Touch not the roses growing there, For every rose a thorn doth bear.
