Regard your good name as the richest jewel yoou can possibly be possessed of.
Nature is doing her best each moment to make us well. Why, nature is but another name for health.
Love is the unfamiliar Name Behind the hands that wove The intolerable shirt of flame Which human power cannot remove.
I've never lived in a building without my name on it.
What is suffering? I'm not sure what it is, but I know that suffering is the name we give to the origin of all the sighs, screams, and groans — small and large, crude and multifaceted — that concern us. The word defines our gaze even more than what we are looking at.
I wish my name was Tom Kite.
By whatever name one calls it, genuine creativity is characterized by an intensity of awareness, a heightened consciousness.
If you're an actress and even one person knows your name, you're lucky.
It would indeed be ironic if, in the name of national defence, we would sanction the subversion of one of those liberties which make the defence of our nation worthwhile.
His name is Rufus II-but the II is silent.
A name means a lot just by itself.
I desire to bless and praise the name of God most high for appointing me my birth in a land of Gospel Light where the glorious tidings of a Saviour and of pardon and salvation through Him have been continually sounding in mine ears.
Love is merely the name for the desire and pursuit of the whole.
It was the success of 'Bend it Like Beckham' which got my name out there. 'A Mighty Heart' also helped.
I have to clear my name.
The will of a wealthy New York woman, in addition to distributing her worldly goods to her children, left them the following advice: Love one another. Hold fast to that whether you understand one another or not, and remember nothing really matters except being kind to one another in the name of Christ and to all the world as far as you can reach.
How vain, without the merit, is the name.
I wrote '('Til) I Kissed You' about a girl I met in Australia. Her name was Lilian, and she was very, very inspirational. I was married, but. . . I wrote the song about her on the way back home.
To pay for my father's funeral I borrowed money from people he already owed money to. One called him a nobody. No, I said, he was a failure. You can't remember a nobody's name, that's why they're called nobodies. Failures are unforgettable.
How is it that many who profess and call themselves Christians, do so little for the Savior whose name they bear?
