Sentences with phrase «enough for all your kindness»

I can't thank Healthy Paws enough for their kindness through my dog's emergency surgery.

We can't thank you enough for your kindness and your sweet support as we said goodbye to our sweet boy.

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Purity that respects the sanctity of womanhood; sincerity that makes your «yea» enough without an oath and your word as good as your bond; magnanimity, like Lincoln's, with malice toward none, with charity for all; kindness which unostentatiously helps one's fellows, the right hand not knowing what the left hand does — all that is livable.

God's loving kindness is enough to sustain me in my unbridled stamina... As I near my ending day, my loving wants to be with God and all God's family members can not be over-run or compromised by others salt ladled wounds... As I progressively near death's gate, my love for Life weakens me and I am found understanding God's mercies... Alone nowadays, my heart flutters with every beat as I become ever more humbled by mankind's tribulations.

And there have been other spontaneous eruptions of sibling kindness and goodwill in recent years — enough to leave me confident that all four kids will love, nurture, and look out for one another in years to come; that they'll benefit from the same kind of loving relationships with one another that I enjoy with my three sisters, who have turned out to be my greatest allies and strongest supporters.

While I can't wait for her to be old enough to get into the physical practice of yoga with me, I'm learning so much right now about staying in the present moment and living basic yogic beliefs like kindness and truth.

Perhaps it's unfair to reduce their burgeoning amore to the story of a prostitute who falls for the first john to show her something like kindness, but the fact that he interrupts his paid - in - full intercourse to go down on her isn't enough to banish the specter of a pernicious male fantasy.

I can't thank you enough [email protected] for the sweet and nice loan you gave me in the past and now I would make sure I tell the whole word about your genorousity and kindness towards the needing.

Though what i paid cant be compared with the good work i received, but out of pity and kindness of HackMania group.i cant thank them enough that recommending such a heart of gold to the public for persuade.Thanks

When we had to board Critter last August while we were up North (and she wasn't in the best of ways) I can't THANK YOU all enough for not only your kindness and patience with my daily phone calls and messages via the pet portal to check up on her but in the overall care / attention you gave her - when I came to pick her up it definitely showed in her demeanor and health THANK YOU!!!!! And Jeff I LOVE this site to use - it's EXTREMELY user friendly and HANDY!!!!!

We can never thank you enough for all of the kindness and love you have given all of us.

Subject: Re: Checking on Duke I can't thank Healthy Paws enough for not only your kindness and care of checking up on our puppy Duke but also for the ease healthy paws brought us in this difficult time.

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

Just six weeks (six hour - long, weekly sessions) of practicing this loving - kindness meditation was enough to increase empathy levels, indicating it is an accessible way for all therapists to increase their own levels of empathy.

+ praying a prayer of gratitude for each little miracle (like those above) + reading a blog where someone has been brave enough to speak love, truth, kindness and get others to join the wave... we need more of that in this world.