Quotes About Saint

The desire to become a different sort of person is precious. It rarely happens to us. But one way it can happen is if someone we admire sees in us a better sort of person than we presently are. And praise it, until it comes into being. This is finally what church is for. It is what reading the Bible is for: becoming a different sort of a person. The sort of person the church calls a saint.

Dios, ¿no tengo necesidades y derechos?». Dios le habló a su corazón diciéndole: «Sí, tienes derechos. Tienes derecho a que todo se trate de ti. Tienes derecho a satisfacer tus necesidades. Tienes derecho a no ser heroico. Tienes todo el derecho de no convertirte en un santo».

Saint Guy of Anderlecht was the tenth-century Belgian saint of animals, stables, workhorses, and bachelors.

A modern Greek, who could write the life of a saint without adding fables and miracles, is entitled to some commendation.

Once the saint saw in a vision the whole earth covered so thick with snares, that it seemed scarce possible to set down a foot without falling into them. At this sight he cried out, trembling: "Who, O Lord, can escape them all?" A voice answered him: "Humility, O Antony!

The virtue of this great saint was often exercised with temptations. One was a suggestion to quit his desert and go to Rome, to serve the sick in the hospitals; which, by due reflection, he discovered to be a secret artifice of vain-glory inciting him to attract the eyes and esteem of the world. True humility alone could discover the snare which lurked under the specious gloss of holy charity

Can one be a saint if God does not exist? That is the only concrete problem I know of today.

Now, in the Scripture there is not the slightest trace of any such thing as a pilgrimage to the tomb of saint, martyr, prophet, or apostle. The very way in which the Lord saw fit to dispose of the body of Moses in burying it Himself in the plains of Moab, so that no man should ever know where his sepulchre was, was evidently designed to rebuke every such feeling as that from which such pilgrimages arise.

My parents were no ordinary people. My mother turned Gandhian, and my father was a staunch communist. They named me after the great saint as a symbol of communal harmony.

There are two classes of people who hide themselves: the criminal who flees punishment, and the saint who through humility wishes to remain unknown.

expected to find you dead. But I entrusted you to the care of Saint Rita.

The Society of Saint George," she said. "A devotional society of the men of this town. It is an honour to be invited to join.

medal. A religious medal to some kind of saint.

Augustine of Hippo, the future saint, would later become a Manichean and remain one for most of his young manhood.

The saint is precisely one who has no "I" to protect or project. His or her "I" is in conscious union with the "I AM" of God, and that is more than enough. Divine

They are comfortable knowing, and they are comfortable not knowing. They can care and not care—without guilt or shame. They can act without success because they have named their fear of failure. They do not need to affirm or deny, judge or ignore. But they are free to do all of them with impunity. A saint is invincible.

he had a name, too - a good patriotic name. cry god for harry, england, and saint george.

But the plains do not continue forever, just as happiness and sorrow both eventually come to an end. Their first hint of the highlands was a rough stretch of land pitted with gorges and rugged valleys that were barren of cover and composed of rock as stubborn and sharp and unyielding as a saint. The jaran playfully called it krinye-tom, the little mountains; Tess called it hell and wondered what the big mountains were like.

You'd test the patience of a saint.

Prayer as it comes from the saint is weak and languid; but when the arrow of a saint's prayer is put into the bow of Christ's intercession it pierces the throne of grace.

Over the trackless past, somewhere, Lie the lost days of our tropic youth, Only regained by faith and prayer, Only recalled by prayer and plaint, Each lost day has its patron saint!

Prayer is the lisping of the believing infant, the shout of the fighting believer, the requiem of the dying saint falling asleep in Jesus.

A saint is to put forth his faith in prayer and afterwards follow his prayer with faith.

O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!