15 ordspråk av Don Williams, Jr.
Don Williams, Jr.
Any day above ground is a good one.
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Any day above ground is a good one. A woman's beauty is her inherent ability to better a man in every way. My father, now in heaven, is the watcher of birds. And his eye is on his sparrow. God, in his great silence, is still there. Of that I haven't a single doubt. Music is the balm that heals the ache of a forlorn star.
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Death may indeed be final but the love we share while living is eternal.
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God talks incessantly. But, as it turns out, mankind is deaf.
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God, despite his casual silence, still exists. Of that I haven’t a single doubt.
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Hate grows and victors where love is afraid to share its bloom.
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I am consistently inconsistent.
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Music is the balm that heals the forlorn ache of a distant star.
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My father, now in heaven, is a keeper of the birds. And his eye is on his sparrow.
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On an altar of prejudice we crucify our own, yet the blood of all children is the color of God.
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The greatest threat to freedom, as well as the most formidable enemy of it, is a supported cause against it.
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The road of life twists and turns and no two directions are ever the same. Yet our lessons come from the journey, not the destination.
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The true beauty of a woman is her inherent ability to make better a man in every way.
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What I lack in decorum, I make up for with an absence of tact.
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When the sparrow sings its final refrain, the hush is felt nowhere more deeply than in the heart of man.
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