I do have a ski lift named after me in Sweden... It's an honour. I got to smash a bottle against the first pillar and say, 'I name this chairlift James Blunt. God bless her and all who rides me.'
I have no one at my side except God and His angels. I pray to God that He will turn my enemies into pillars of salt.
Thank you for sneaking your transistor under the pillow as you grew up loving the Tigers. God has a new adventure for me.
When I was a teenager, I had pimples - oh, God, every time someone looked at my face I thought they were looking at my pimples. I put mud on my face to dry them out, and it worked.
I had a few pimples here and there when I was 14. Never had braces though, thank God. A girl in my class had, like, the big helmet of head gear. I felt so bad for her. People always made fun of me enough because of my name.
Ah! How often when I have been abroad on the mountains has my heart risen in grateful praise to God that it was not my destiny to waste and pine among those noisome congregations of the city.
When the punk thing came along and I heard my friends saying, I hate these people with the pins in their ears. I said, Thank God, something got their attention.
Piper insisted she had to be out of breath when we played this one scene, so she ran around the block. Thank God she wasn't doing a crucifixtion scene; we would have had to nail her to the wall.
Pride is essentially competitive in nature. We pit our will against God's.
If you make money your god, it will plague you like the devil.
Make money your god and it will plague you like the devil.
God may be subtle, but he isn't plain mean.
I don't think any person has any special knowledge about what God has planned for me and you any more than me and you do.
My job is to give my best, and where my journey would take me is something that I have left to God. I am not much of a planner; I am more of a doer.
I see women in their 30s getting plastic surgery, pulling this up and tucking that back. It's like a slippery slope - once you start you pull one thing one way and then you think, 'Oh my God, I've got to do the other side.'
God blessed me to play football.
To me, God comes first, my family come second. If I fail at those two, I'm just playing games.
Whoever tramples on the plea for justice temperately made in the name of peace only outrages peace and kills something fine in the heart of man which God put there when we got our manhood.
It is the quality of our work which will please God and not the quantity.
The God of this world is riches, pleasure and pride.
