Quotes About Devotion

Because thee remains there, it is easier for me to go, for thee can be the shore I look back on, the star that remains fixed. from The Last Runaway

I'm sixteen with what I hope will be a long life ahead, but I'm willing to give it up, to give anything to let her live, to let her make it through the night.

I've replaced Takan, she thought suddenly. The former slave had followed Akkarin out of Sachaka and become his faithful servant. Now she was following Akkarin into Sachaka. What was it about him that inspired such devotion?

There, Master Niketas,' Baudolino said, 'when I was not prey to the temptations of this world, I devoted my nights to imagining other worlds. A bit with the help of wine, and a bit with that of the green honey. There is nothing better than imagining other worlds,' he said, 'to forget the painful one we live in. At least so I thought then. I hadn't yet realized that, imagining other worlds, you end up changing this one.

De mens bedrijft het kwaad nooit zo hartstochtig en vol overgave als wanneer hij dat doet uit godsdienstige overtuiging.

Los hombres nunca hacen el mal de forma tan completa y entusiasta como cuando lo hacen por convencimiento religioso.

Nada hay que ocupe y ate más el corazón que el amor. Por eso, cuando no dispone de armas para gobernarse, el alma se hunde, por el amor, en la más honda de las ruinas.

Nada hay que ocupe y ate más el corazón que el amor.

T?pk? a??r? sevecenliÄŸin bir savaÅŸç?y? yumuÅŸat?p güçsüz düÅŸürmesi gibi, bu a??r? sahip ç?k?c? ve üste titreyen sevgi de, kitab? önünde sonunda öldürecek olan hastal???n etkisine aç?k bir duruma gelecekti.

Deccal dindarl???n kendisinden, a??r? Tanr? ya da gerçek sevgisinden doÄŸabilir; t?pk? bir sapk?n?n bir azizden, bir cinçarpm???n bir yalvaçtan doÄŸmas? gibi.

And in that city Ferrante's rise began, at the outer edge of the Spanish court, where he learned that the virtue of sovereigns is their caprice, and Power is an insatiable monster, to be served with slavish devotion in order to snatch every crumb falling from that table.

What is love? There is nothing in the world, neither man nor Devil nor any thing, that I hold as suspect as love, for it penetrates the soul more than any other thing. Nothing exists that so fills and binds the heart as love does.

He learned that love is not all pleasure, but can be agony and heartache, martyrdom and sacrifice. He learned what the clergyman was talking about in the marriage service: for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish till death do us part.

Life on board the Oriole exemplified the old-time saying: "Whose bread I eat, his song I sing

What friends thou hast and their adoption tried, grapple them to thy heart with hooks of steel.

The ascetics give it a bad name," he said, "but the fact is that it is one of the most delicate and gracious of the arts, and its delights penetrate every fiber of the being and become the basis of sympathy and understanding, companionship and co-operation, loyalty and devotion. Love is like the fire under the boilers, which gives power to all the machinery. Without it, life is a film in black and white; with it, the picture glows with all the colors of the rainbow.

So it is that political parties degenerate; so the common people give their devotion to a cause, and discover too late how they have been betrayed.

No, among Catholics one did not question the purity of the Holy Virgin, and among Nazis one didn't question the honor of the Führer.

A singular thing—he was a devout Catholic, went every morning to mass, and kneeled to a merciful redeemer who had said: "Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not." Little French children, of course; no little German children!

The habit of loving is definitely one to be cultivated.

When we practice a rule of prayer, prayer gradually becomes a holy habit, something we do that is not dependent on feelings or moods or our ability to articulate well. It becomes central to our lives and strengthens our connections to God.

My future would be devoted to strength--of character and muscle.

My darling, my dying, my light, my sight, my night my whole day long.

the only real escape from the demands of the flesh is to find something more than the flesh to love; and that Mary is the refuge of sinners.