Quotes About Mary

Margaret grasped on to the magic of novels because they held out hope that Mary—and she herself—might yet have a chance at marriage. While my own experience of life was limited, I knew such a thing would not happen. It hurt, but the truth often does.

When I finished my bowl, without thinking, I dipped my finger in the glaze that had accumulated and Roland licked it right off my finger, ravenous. "quite a sight." Mary finally said, and I felt like maybe she was sincere, that we were something to behold.

You're right, Simon. Thank you for coming. (Sin) (Simon threw himself against the stone wall, his face a mask of shock and dismay.) Callie, quick, take cover, love. The castle is doomed. Sin said thank you to me. The end of the earth is upon us. (He crossed himself.) Hail Mary full of grace. (Simon)

In our seeking for the lost Child, our contemplation of Our Lady becomes active. The fiat was complete surrender. Advent was a folding upon the life growing in our darkness. Now the seeking is a going out from ourselves. It is a going out from our illusions, our limitations, our wishful thinking, our self-loving, and the self in our love.

She is not wearied with our littleness; her smile comes down to us like a benediction through the sea of flickering candles, and she blesses our wild flowers withering at her feet. For each one of us is "another Christ"; each one, to Mary, is her only child. It is therefore not tedious to her to hear the trifles that we tell her, to look at the bruises that we bring to her, and seeing our wound of sin, to heal it.

Perhaps Our Lord took so young an apostle as John into His motley little company in order that he should be still a boy when he took Our Lady home. Perhaps, too, His very special love for John may have had something to do with the future, in which Christ foresaw John giving His Mother no time to grieve.

Christ's "Not my will but thine be done" brings Our Lady's "Be it done unto me according to thy word" to a culminating surrender.

From the moment when Christ told Our Lady to see Him, her son, in John, she saw Christ in all Christians. She took her only son to her heart in all men born. She saw now but one Man abiding in mankind.

He had longed for it—that is what the phrase means; longed for the moment when He would give us the Body that Mary had given to Him and for the moment when each one receives Him in Communion. He waited thirty-three years in time for the Last Supper; two thousand years for me.

Mary had a little lamb It's fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go.

And whatever it is that keeps widening your heart, that's Mary, too, not only the power inside you but the love. And when you get down to it, Lily, that's the only purpose grand enough for a human life. Not just to love - but to persist in love.

Mary frowned. A vampire doctor. Talk about exploring your alternative therapies.

What did he look like?" Mary whispered. When he didn't reply, she cleared her throat. "Be honest. What did he look like." It was a while before Rhage could reply, and when he did, it was just one word. "Her. He looked…exactly like Bitty.

Mother Mary! Surely Michael and her escort could not—

Every generation comes upon the movie again, and then, invariably, the books have a spike in sales because people want to read more about Mary Poppins.

I will say Ethan Peck is an excellent Spock!

The Son of God became man for our salvation but only in Mary and through Mary.

Men do not fear a powerful hostile army as the powers of hell fear the name and protection of Mary.

I have no better way of knowing if a man is for God than if he likes to say the Hail Mary and the Rosary.

Oh, if I could put some of my reckless spirit into these discreet cautious lazy men!

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My first role was in a Nativity play. My mom was playing Mary, and I was crying backstage, so she brought me out as Baby Jesus.

I auditioned for the role of an angel in the Nativity play at school. I didn't get it. I auditioned for Mary; didn't get it. So I made up the character of the sheep who sat next to Baby Jesus.

For some reason, many religions force themselves to think of the birth canal as a one-way street, and even the Koran treats the Virgin Mary with reverence.