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Be the Kind of Woman that when Your Feet Hit the Floor Each Morning, the Devil Says, ‘Oh Crap, She’s Up!

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You can feel sore tomorrow or you can feel sorry tomorrow. You choose.
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Choice Feeling Sorry Yourself
Rather than a problem to be solved, the world is a joyful mystery to be contemplated with gladness and praise.
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Happiness Mystery Praise Problem Solution
If Holy Thursday, moreover, is what transforms Good Friday from an execution to a sacrifice, then Easter Sunday is what transforms the sacrifice into a sacrament.
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Execution Religious Sacrifice Transformation
I think I am therefore I might be.
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Identity Myself Thinking
You’re blessed when you’re content with just who you are – no more, no less. That’s the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can’t be bought.
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Blessing Finding Moments Proud Satisfaction Yourself
Apologies have nothing to do with you. They are balloons in the sky. They may never land.
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Apology Sky Sorry Yourself
Human nature, as we know it, is in a formative state. It is being changed into the image of the thing it loves.
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Change Formation Human Image Love Nature Science State
I hope there are days when you fall in love with being alive.
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Alive Day Fall In Love Hope Yourself
Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme, it just has to touch someone where your hands couldn’t.
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Hands Poetry Rhyme Touch
There are two types of teachers. The ones who teach you to use the text to find answers, and the ones who teach you to use the text to find another whole world of answers.
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Teacher Type World Yourself
Everybody has a chapter they don’t read out loud. Shallow waters are noisy; deep waters are silent.
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Chapter Deep Life Loud Reading Shallow Silence Water
Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.
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Growth Harvest Himself Man
Never let your fears be the boundaries of your dreams.
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Boundary Dreams Fear Limitation Yourself
Civilization is only a pretense; in the crisis, we become mere apes again, forgetting the rational biped of our pretensions and becoming instead the hairy primate at the mouth of the cave, screeching at the enemy, wishing it would go away, fingering the heavy stone that we’ll use the moment it comes close enough.
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Civilization Forget Moments Ourselves Pretend Primary
If you obey the majority of those on earth, they will lead you astray from God’s way. They follow nothing but conjecture. They are only guessing.
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Earth Follow Guess Leadership Obedience
When I’m with you, I can’t keep my hands off of you. When I’m not with you, I can’t keep my hands off of myself.
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Addiction Hands Myself Sex Yourself

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