If you're having fun, you wind up innovating.
No heart can conceive that treasury of mercies which lies in this one privilege, in having liberty and ability to approach unto God at all times, according to his mind and will.
We all profess that we are bound for heaven, immortality, and glory: but is it any evidence that we really design it if all our thoughts are consumed about the trifles of this world, which we must leave behind us, and have only occasional thoughts of things above?
As a tender and loving friend is grieved at the unkindness of his friend. . . so is it with this tender and loving Spirit, who hath chosen our hearts for a habitation to dwell in.
Sin also carries on its war by entangling the affections and drawing them into an alliance against the mind. Grace may be enthroned in the mind, but if sin controls the affections, it has seized a fort from which it will continually assault the soul. Hence, as we shall see, mortification is chiefly directed to take place upon the affections.
Fill your affections with the cross of Christ that there may be no room for sin.
Christ so loves his people that he sings with joy over them.
Few people ever kill for the right reasons, June. Most do it for the wrong reasons. I just hope you never have to be in either category.
What TV was to John Kennedy, Facebook is to Obama.
All of consciousness is shifted from the imagined, the revisive, to the effort to perceive simply the cruel radiance of what is
I think at one point, a whole new younger generation of critics come in and they're really aware of zeitgeist in their group, and the older artists tend to get forgotten as their critics retire and do other things or stop paying attention. So there's a factor of aging that I think is to be considered, too. As a middle-aged artist, you kind of get put on a shelf for the young ones.