Forgiving doesn’t mean forgetting. Forgiveness is you not letting your hate and anger rule your life. Because it will, whether you realize it or not. When you free the offender, you’re freeing yourself. Your forgiveness or lack of forgiveness has no effect on them. It’s your journey. It’s your struggle. James Russell Lingerfelt
When you look for a man- what you want to look for is a man with the heart of a poor boy and the mind of a conqueror.
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C. Joybell C.
Does he tell you that you’re allhe thinks about? Does he tell you that he lives for you? That he breathes for you? That he dreams of you everydamn moment, awake and asleep? Does he tell you anyof that?’ He pauses to look at me...
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Mila Gray
In the past year I’ve learned that love can make you do crazy, silly, stupid, ridiculous things. And the fact that one person can make you feel this way and do those things is amazing to me.
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Allie Everhart
Love should feel like a hand sewn quilt made by grandma, wrapping you up on a cold winter morning.
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Carroll Bryant
I’ve never heard a girl say a diamond was too big.”“ I just think when they get too big they look fake.” He leans down. “I say the same thing about breasts.
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Allie Everhart
More Quotes By James Russell Lingerfelt
She was wrapped in my jacket, almost swallowed by it. You never realize how small a woman is until she wears your clothes.
As a child, crisp spring afternoons were spent wading along Reedy Creek just beyond the field. Then came the heavy breeze in the autumn, pushing off the almond, auburn, sugar-yellow and apple-red leaves into the creek, providing rafts for dragonflies. In winter, the snow upon...
I hope you know that when you’re happy, or sad, or joyful, when you’re melancholy on spring days, or rainy nights, or autumn evenings, I’d be right there with you, watching the leaves change. And during cold winters by the popping and cracking of a...
Yellow swallowtail butterflies, with their charcoal striped wings, were all over the wildflowers. The woodpeckers rattled away in the trees. Two weeks ago, those sounds were annoying to me, but now, it sounds more like a song. I stopped to ask myself what was wrong...
I’ve learned that when people are hurting, they need a comforter, not a commentator.
