Quotes About Calling

I have the feeling when I write poetry that I'm doing what I'm supposed to do. You don't think about whether you're going to get money or fame, you just do it.

Any talent that we are born with eventually surfaces as a need.

I wrote because I had to. I couldn't stop. There wasn't anything else I could do. If no one ever bought anything, anything I ever did, I'd still be writing. It's beyond a compulsion.

Are you doing the kind of work you were built for, so that you can expect to be able to do very large amounts of that kind and thrive under it? Or are you doing a kind of which you can do comparatively little?

The high prize of life, the crowning fortune of a man, is to be born with a bias to some pursuit which finds him in employment and happiness.

A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he to be at peace with himself. What a man can be, he must be.

You must be holy in the way God asks you to be holy. God does not ask you to be a Trappist monk or a hermit. He wills that you sanctify your everyday life.

If Heaven made him, earth can find some use for him.

If we are intended for great ends, we are called to great hazards.

Whatever you are by nature, keep to it; never desert your own line of talent. Be what nature intended you for, and you will succeed; be anything else and you will be ten thousand times worse than nothing.

Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you.

The voice of one crying in the wilderness.

Wisdom crieth without; she uttereth her voice in the street.

The test of a vocation is the love of the drudgery it involves.

Never desert your own line of talent. Be what nature intended you for, and you will succeed.

One should stick to the sort of thing for which one was made; I tried to be an herbalist, whereas I should keep to the butcher's trade.

Whenever it is possible, a boy should choose some occupation which he should do even if he did not need the money.

No man is born into the world whose work Is not born with him; there is always work, And tools to work withal, for those who will; And blessed are the horny hands of toil!

Writing is not a profession but a vocation of unhappiness.

That breeze in your soul is adventure calling.

Butch, I got sick and needed some time to regroup. But I wanted to see you. That's why I asked you to come calling when I ran into you back in December. When you said no, I thought... well, you'd lost interest. She'd wanted to see him? Had she said that? Butch, I wanted to see you. Yeah, she had. Twice. Well, now... didn't that perk a guy up.

But it did not all happen in a day, this giving over of himself, body and soul, to the man-animals. He could not immediately forego his wild heritage and his memories of the Wild. There were days when he crept to the edge of the forest and stood and listened to something calling him far and away.

I've found my calling with Twitter. It's all about the amount of interaction you do, and the traffic you move, and I'm really good at that. I keep going and going and going, and no one can believe that I can keep it up.

The work is a calling. It demands that type of obsession.