#toe

There is power in prayer. When men work, they work. but when men pray, God works. ↗

— Angus Buchan

#faith

Learning sleeps and snores in libraries, but wisdom is everywhere, wide awake, on tiptoe. ↗

— Josh Billings

#awake #everywhere #learning #libraries #sleeps

Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, are all very good words for the lips. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#good words #lips #papa #potatoes #poultry

It's not just songs and glamour. It's sweat, blood, broken toes, and mistakes... It's life. ↗

— Mary J. Blige

#broken #glamour #just #life #mistakes

These days it's cool to be ethnic and to be different, but when I was a kid, it was not cool - at all. My friends would come over and my mom would make crepes with eggs, stuffed with mozzarella cheese, tomatoes and spinach. And they'd be like, 'What is this?' ↗

— Giada De Laurentiis

#cheese #come #cool #days #different

Even that was all consumed after two days, and the patients had to try to choke down fresh fish, just boiled in water, without salt, pepper or butter; mutton, beef, and potatoes without the faintest seasoning. ↗

— Nellie Bly

#beef #boiled #butter #choke #consumed

I'd rather hang out with five people that I love than with 400 strangers at a club who are all doing the up-and-down inspection thing. They appraise everybody from head to toe - the outfit, the handbag, the shoes, how much they weigh... I can't stand it! ↗

— Sophia Bush

#club #doing #everybody #five #hang

So many times I've wanted to crack up, standing there stiff while seven women are crawling round my toes fixing hems and the designer's having a freak-out because the denim cuffs are crooked. I'm on the verge of hysteria. ↗

— Helena Christensen

#crack #crawling #crooked #designer #fixing

My dream is to become a farmer. Just a Bohemian guy pulling up his own sweet potatoes for dinner. ↗

— Lenny Kravitz

#bohemian #dinner #dream #farmer #guy

I am trying to explain as quickly as possible my essential nature, that is, what manner of man I am, what I believe in, and for what I hope, that's it, isn't it? And therefore I tell you that I accept God honestly and simply. But you must note this: If God exists and if He really did create the world, then, as we all know, He created it according to the geometry of only three dimensions in space. Yet there have been some very distinguished ones, who doubt whether the whole universe, or to speak more generally the whole of being, was only created in Euclid's geometry; they even dare to dream that two parallel lines, which according to Euclid can never meet on earth, may meet somewhere in infinity. I have come to the conclusion that, since I can't understand even that, I can't expect to understand about God. I acknowledge humbly that I have no faculty for settling such questions, I have a Euclidian earthly mind, and how could I solve problems that are not of this world? And I advise you never to think about it either, my dear Alyosha, especially about God, whether He exists or not. All such questions are utterly inappropriate for a mind created with a conception of only three dimensions. And so I accept God and am glad to, and what's more I accept His wisdom, His purpose - which are utterly beyond our ken; I believe in the underlying order and the meaning of life; I believe in the eternal harmony in which they say we shall one day be blended. I believe in the Word to Which the universe is striving, and Which Itself was "with God", and Which Itself is God and so on, and so on, to infinity. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#dostoevsky #euclid-s-algorithm #god #ivan #dreams