Quotes About Devotion

Am I a man? To want you so badly that nothing else matters? To see you, and know I would sacrifice honor or family or life itself to lie wi' you, even though ye'd left me?

I think I'm a very religious person. I think I believe in God as much as any man does. I don't only believe in God, I know there's God.

Man, so long as he remains free, has no more constant and agonizing anxiety than find as quickly as possible someone to worship.

The Lord says: "These people come near to me with their mouth and honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. Their worship of me is made up only of rules taught by men."

I always wanted to be a one-club man, I always wanted to play for Liverpool. If I had gone out of the team in my twenties or early thirties I would've left because I love playing football.

A man so painfully in love is capable of self-torture beyond belief.

To be sure, the dog is loyal. But why, on that account, should we take him as an example? He is loyal to man, not to other dogs.

Fish got to swim, birds got to fly I got to love one man till I die Can't help lovin' dat man of mine.

The man who falls in love chill find plenty of occupation.

Man needs a guru. But a man must have faith in the guru's words. He succeeds in spiritual life by looking on his guru as God Himself.

Once a man has won a woman's love, the love is his forever. He can only lose the woman.

If every man was as true to his country as he was to his wife, we'd be in a lot of trouble.

A man without vision is a man without God.

When holy and devout religious men are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence; so sweet is zealous contemplation.

Surely the experience of all good men confirms the proposition that without a due measure of private devotions the soul will grow lean.

Men who refuse to worship the true God now worship themselves with tender devotion.

The man is United - cut him and he bleeds red

Man's true end is to glorify God and to enjoy Him for ever.

Dogs live with man as courtiers 'round a monarch, steeped in the flattery of his notice ... to push their favor in this world of pickings and caresses is, perhaps, the business of their lives.

To my God a heart of flame; To my fellow man a heart of love; To myself a heart of steel.

There are no galley-slaves in the royal vessel of divine love - every man works his oar voluntarily!

"You're different," he said, touching my face. Of course I was. The man I loved had killed for me. A lot of things became inconsequential after a sacrifice like that.

Art, like love, excludes all competition and absorbs the man.

No man flatters the woman he truly loves.