What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an open-wood-fire? Do you hear those little chirps and twitters coming out of that piece of apple-wood? Those are the ghosts of the robins and blue-birds that sang upon the bough when it was in blossom last Spring. In Summer whole flocks of them come fluttering about the fruit-trees under the window: so I have singing birds all the year round.

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You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.

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Philippians 3:8:
What is more, I consider everything a loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them garbage, that I may gain Christ
(NIV)
Yes, furthermore, I count everything as loss compared to the possession of the priceless privilege (the overwhelming preciousness, the surpassing worth, and supreme advantage) of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord and of progressively becoming more deeply and intimately acquainted with Him [of perceiving and recognizing and understanding Him more fully and clearly]. For His sake I have lost everything and consider it all to be mere rubbish (refuse, dregs), in order that I may win (gain) Christ (the Anointed One)
(AMP)
Yea doubtless, and I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may win Christ,
(KJV)

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We can see a thousand miracles around us every day. What is more supernatural than an egg yolk turning into a chicken?

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What is more mortifying than to feel that you have missed the plum for want of courage to shake the tree?

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It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return. But what is more painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let that person know how you feel.

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What is more immoral than war?

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What is more harmful than any vice? Active pity for all the failures and all the weak: Christianity

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My wife is as handsome as when she was a girl, and I...fell in love with her; and what is more, I have never fallen out

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