Quotes About Saints

Delicate humor is the crowning virtue of the saints.

The way of the world is to praise dead saints and persecute living ones.

You know, Christianity has its own superstition anyway: Why you turn three times, what this saint means, why you pray to the patron saint of lost causes, why you go this way or that way.

I like people to be saints; but I want them to be first and superlatively honest men.

Saints and sages are still alive. Great masters are still operating. It is up to you to find where they are.

It was strange to see that the good shrank not from the wicked, nor were the sinners abashed by the saints.

os loucos e os bêbados são os últimos santos que sobraram na Terra.

We're fellowcitizens with the saints in heaven. As far as God is concerned, we're already there, seated with Him in power and authority. God doesn't see us as a stranger or a pilgrim, but as a fellowcitizen and a member of His household.

For through him we both have access by one Spirit unto the Father. Now therefore ye are no more strangers and foreigners, but fellow-citizens with the saints, and of the household of God. Ephesians 2:18,19

O conhecimento bíblico é necessário para que os cristãos compreendam sua identidade em Cristo (i.e., o que significa ser santo) e para que sejam melhores cidadãos do céu aqui na Terra (Ef 2.19; Fp 3.20). p. 152

Jem is nothing but goodness. That he struck you last night only shows how capable you are of driving even saints to madness.

and there the stories Of martyrs awed, as Spagnoletto tainted His brush with all the blood of all the sainted.

True saints," Edwards observed with typical God-centeredness, are "inexpressibly pleased and delighted with ... the things of God." Hypocrites, by contrast, revel in themselves. "The hypocrite has his mind pleased and delighted, in the first place, with his own privilege, and the happiness which he supposes he has attained, or shall obtain."58

Saints should always be judged guilty until they are proved innocent.

There are but few saints amongst scientists, as among other men, but truth itself is a goal comparable with sanctity.

Language like this, no doubt, seems foolishness and affectation to the world; but the well-instructed Bible reader will see in it the heartfelt experience of all the brightest saints. It is the language of men like Baxter, and Brainerd, and M'Cheyne. It is the same mind that was in the inspired Apostle Paul. Those that have most light and grace are always the humblest men.

There is a spirit out there that lifts the heart and renews one's determination to be better, to try harder, to strive to be more faithful. That is the legacy those wonderful Saints have handed to us.

For if we could be allowed to see the Plague as a thing in Nature merely, we did not have to trouble about some grand celestial design that had to be completed before the disease would abate. We could simply work upon it as a farmer might toil to rid his field of unwanted tare, knowing that when we found the tools and the method and the resolve, we would free ourselves, no matter if we were a village full of sinners or a host of saints.

I am on the side of the unregenerate who affirm the worth of life as an end in itself, as against the saints who deny it.

Sainthood is acceptable only in saints.

For the wonderful thing about saints is that they were human. They lost their tempers, got angry, scolded God, were egotistical or testy or impatient in their turns, made mistakes and regretted them. Still they went on doggedly blundering toward heaven.

People who are born even-tempered, placid and untroubled-secure from violent passions or temptations to evil-those who have never needed to struggle all night with the angel to emerge lame but victorious at dawn, never become great saints.

You are worthy to take the scroll and to open its seals, for you were slaughtered and by your blood you ransomed for God saints from every tribe and language and people and nation; you have made them to be a kingdom and priests serving our God, and they will reign on earth. (Rev. 5:9–10)

Love makes saints or sinners out of men.