Quotes related to Galatians 5:22
The world's most beautiful angel is love inside your soul.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
If a fly lands on your food, do not use a hammer to remove it.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
The trouble with many men is that they have got just enough religion to make them miserable. If there is not joy in religion, you have got a leak in your religion.
— Billy Sunday
But if we have the energy of compassion and loving kindness in us, the people around us will be influenced by our way of being and living.
— Thich Nhat Hanh
Simplicity, patience, compassion. These three are your greatest treasures. Simple in actions and thoughts, you return to the source of being. Patient with both friends and enemies, you accord with the way things are. Compassionate toward yourself, you reconcile all beings in the world.
— Lao Tzu
To produce things and to rear them, To produce, but not to take possession of them, To act, but not to rely on one's own ability, To lead them, but not to master them - This is called profound and secret virtue.
— Lao Tzu
I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all year.
— Charles Dickens
Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tries, and a touch that never hurts.
— Charles Dickens
And it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God bless Us, Every One!
— Charles Dickens
It is known, to the force of a single pound weight, what the engine will do; but, not all the calculators of the National Debt can tell me the capacity for good or evil, for love or hatred, for patriotism or discontent, for the decomposition of virtue into vice, or the reverse.
— Charles Dickens
Who am I, for God's sake, that I should be kind!
— Charles Dickens
Christmas-time, when it has come round—apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that—as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave.
— Charles Dickens