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"Winston stopped reading, chiefly in order to appreciate the fact that he was reading, in comfort and safety. He was alone: no telescreen, no ear at the keyhole, no nervous impulse to glance over his shoulder or cover the page with his hand. The sweet summer air played against his cheek. From somewhere far away there floated the faint shouts of children: in the room itself there was no sound except the insect voice of the clock. He settled deeper into the arm-chair and put his feet up on the fender. It was bliss, it was eternity."
"Blessed be His name that He has arranged that one Person of the Sacred Trinity should undertake this office of Comforter, for no man could ever perform its duties. We might as well hope to be the Savior as to be the Comforter of the heartbroken!"
"With the help of the Lord, you can handle life's challenges and heartaches, even the valley of the shadow of death. What comfort your fainting heart has, knowing that in those stumbling times of discouragement and despair, of depletion and seeming defeat, the Shepherd will find you...restore and "fix" you...and follow you...until you are well on your way."
Explore more quotes by Richelle E. Goodrich
"Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving."
"Act like you care. Pray like you care. Speak, smile, reach out, and live like you care. The point is to make sure those in your life know beyond doubt that you do care."
"All human beings wield influence-a powerful sword granted at birth. Wield your sword with care."
"The only thing you can justifiably claim that life owes you is an equal measure of what you have given out. And even that is debatable."
"World peace, true love, and happily-ever-afters amount to wasted wishes, failed endeavors, and most precious dreams."
"A picture may be worth a thousand words, but those well-arranged words are worth a multi-million-dollar motion picture."
"Turn around. you've got grass and dead flowers. My fingers naturally began to comb through my long, black strands, shaking things loose as Sarti carefully removed more stubborn pieces. The flowers had been left over from my forced marriage to Thaddeus. The grass, from a sensual night with Kresh the eve of my honeymoon. Devilish irony."
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