Soulfully Adorned Quotes

#1. Today is a BRAND NEW day - a perfectly good reason to get up and start over. Never give up.

Richelle E. Goodrich

#2. The point of art is not to give you what you already feel comfortable with; that's reporting, not art, that TV, not art, that's magaziney art, not art. Art gives you so personal an interpretation that it compels you to say, This here is more real than what I know is really out there.

Andre Aciman

#3. I am not at peace with myself; I am not always "something," and if for once I am "something," I pay for it by "being nothing" for months on end.

Franz Kafka

#4. Sacredness binds people together, and then blinds them to the arbitrariness of the practice.

Jonathan Haidt

#5. It is when there is nothing you can say or do to help that a friend needs you the most.

Robert Breault

#6. The thing I don't like about detective stories is looking for criminals.

Natsuo Kirino

#7. One act of beneficence, one act of real usefulness, is worth all the abstract sentiment in the world.

Ann Radcliffe

#8. Humiliation of soul always brings a positive blessing with it. If we empty our hearts of self, God will fill them with his love.

Charles Haddon Spurgeon

#9. With one hand he put
A penny in the urn of poverty,
And with the other took a shilling out.

Robert Pollok

#10. A dairymaid can milk cows to the glory of God

Martin Luther

#11. The man who has nothing more than a kind of Sunday religion
whose Christianity is like his Sunday clothes put on once a week, and then laid aside
such a man cannot, of course, be expected to care about growth in grace.

J.C. Ryle

#12. A week is a long time in politics

Margaret Thatcher

#13. The easiest person to fool is yourself.

Richard P. Feynman

#14. Islands, being harder to get to, naturally separated some of the wheat from the chaff, which was the entire philosophy behind places like Nantucket, where children grew up feeling entitled to private beaches and loud pants.

Emma Straub

#15. She reached around me, grabbing my Gemini from the back pocket of my jeans. She touched its share button to hers. 'There,' she said, handing the phone back to me. 'You have my number. We should be friends now.

Lauren Miller