Quotes About Devotion

There are only four possible states in which the human being can live, according to revealed sources. A person is either receiving blessings (ni?mah) or tribulations (bal?') from God; or is either living in obedience (???ah) to God or in disobedience (ma??iyyah).

One should instead desire what will serve one's Hereafter.

If you love someone, you stand by him, forever, no matter what.

Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It's more than where you were born, it's an idea and state of mind that seems imparted at birth. It's more than loving fired chicken, football, beer, and country music. It's being hospitable and devoted to screen porches, magnolias, red velvet cake, coca cola, and each other. We don't become southern--we're born that way.

In all the world I have no one but you. Help me to follow you, even though it seems impossible. Help me to trust you as much as I long to love you.

Behold me, here I am; thy little handmaiden Acceptance-with-Joy and all that is in my heart is thine.

The awful glimpse down into the abyss of an existence without him had so staggered and appalled her heart that she felt she could never be quite the same again. However, it had opened her eyes to the fact that right down in the depths of her own heart she really had but one passionate desire, not for the things which the Shepherd had promised, but for himself. All she wanted was to be allowed to follow him forever.

The voice of my Beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills" (Song of Solomon 2:8).

The secret heart is fair devotion's temple; there the saint, even on that living altar, lights the flame of purest sacrifice, which burns unseen, not unaccepted.

Love never reasons, but profusely gives; it gives like a thoughtless prodigal its all, and then trembles least it has done to little.

Love never reasons but profusely gives......gives like a thoughtless prodigal, it's all and trembles then, lest it has done too little.

Sharp knives seemed to cut her delicate feet, yet she hardly felt them, so deep was the pain in her heart. She could not forget that this was the last night she would ever see the one for whom she had left her home and family, had given up her beautiful voice, and had day by day endured unending torment, of which he knew nothing at all. An eternal night awaited her.

I was once again gripped by the old familiar passion; I wrote without looking up, nor did I look round either - neither to the left, nor to the right.

The Fathers of the Church say that prayer, properly understood, is nothing other than becoming a longing for God.

For us humans, that will mean that our obedience, which we owe to our Creator and Lord and to all his direct and indirect commands, can be, in Jesus Christ, and even must be, an expression of our love; so that any love of God or other human beings which excludes obedience, or wishes to get beyond it, does not at all deserve the name love.

The man who follows Christ in full, who denies himself and and dies to himself and to the world, can never, ever be a "bourgeois.

We have seen year after year the passion you have for music, and the way you have always been incredibly passionate fans, even though Hanson has not always been the coolest thing to be into.

Excessively happy people signify cult activities,' I whispered to Joey.

The art and passion of reading well and deeply is waning, but [Jane] Austen still inspires people to become fanatical readers.

And what is love? My measure of it is that I should have died to spare her. Her measure is for us to be together longer. I

The fact that so many young men and women enter the teaching profession shows that there are still some people willing to scrape along on comparatively little money for the pleasure of following an occupation in which they delight.

In my psychological studies," Jones explained, "I have observed that religion is not restraining in a moral see. Religion is not the same as ethics. Religion in its fanatic state may be a passion devoid of morality that will take any means to an end.

Eliza," said George, "people that have friends, and houses, and lands, and money, and all those things, can't love as we do, who have nothing but each other. ... And your loving me,—why, it was almost like raising one from the dead! I've been a new man ever since! And now, Eliza, I'll give my last drop of blood, but they shall not take you from me. Whoever gets you must walk over my dead body.

Eliza's steady, consistent piety, regulated by the constant reading of the sacred word, made her a proper guide for the shattered and wearied mind of her mother. Cassy yielded at once, and with her whole soul, to every good influence, and became a devout and tender Christian.