Thee Quotes

There is no living with thee, nor without thee.

Most Glorious and eternal Majesty, Thou art righteous and holy in all thou dost to the sons of men, though thou hast suffered men to condemn Thy servant, Thy servant will not condemn Thee.

Rejoice in the things that are present; all else is beyond thee.

Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.

Plant thy foot firmly in the prints which His foot has made before thee.

I'm a promoter of the people for the people and by the people and my magic lies in my people ties. I'm a promoter of America. I'm American people. You know what I mean? So therefore, uh, do not send for who the bell tolls 'cause the bell tolls for thee.

Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

And all the charms of face or voice Which I in others see, Are but the recollected choice Of what I feel for thee.

Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be.

Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow thee.

When thou art above measure angry, bethink thee how momentary is man's life.

The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.

Thou hast created us for Thyself, and our heart is not quiet until it rests in Thee.

And I pray thee, loving Jesus, that as Thou hast graciously given me to drink in with delight the words of Thy knowledge, so Thou wouldst mercifully grant me to attain one day to Thee, the fountain of all wisdom and to appear forever before Thy face.

So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee.

Welcome, wild harbinger of spring! To this small nook of earth; Feeling and fancy fondly cling, Round thoughts which owe their birth, To thee, and to the humble spot, Where chance has fixed thy lowly lot.

There's not a wind but whispers of thy name; And not a flow'r that grows beneath the moon, But in its hues and fragrance tells a tale Of thee, my love.

I could not love thee, dear, so much, loved I not honor more.

Who had deceived thee so often as thyself?

Let there be nothing within thee that is not very beautiful and very gentle, and there will be nothing without thee that is not beautiful and softened by the spell of thy presence.

Language most shows a man, speak that I may see thee.

To the last, I grapple with thee; From Hell's heart, I stab at thee; For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee.

Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image, but thee who destroys a good book, kills reason its self.

Those who gave thee a body, furnished it with weakness; but He who gave thee Soul, armed thee with resolution. Employ it, and thou art wise; be wise and thou art happy.

Build thee more stately mansions.

Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.

But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave.

Forgive me, Spirit of my spirit, for this, that I have found it easier to read the mystery told in tears and understood Thee better in sorrow than in joy.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

Ah! destructive Ignorance, what shall be done to chase thee out of the World!