Quotes About Devotion

though I was by that point rather fond of Saint Jude, I was afraid of what my friends might say if they saw a strange plastic statue standing on my dresser. So Saint Jude was stuffed inside my sock drawer, and was brought out of the drawer only on special occasions.

Before you begin, as in all prayer, remind yourself that you're in God's presence, and ask God to help you with your prayer.

God wants to be with you. God desires to be with you. What's more, God desires a relationship with you.

Religion is no more possible without prayer than poetry without language, or music without atmosphere.

the girl.. her name was Shelly...

I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life! And if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death...

The emotional equivalent of jet lag is the end of a love affair and yet you, foolish and besotted lover, won't let go. You're still keeping time by his sun and moon, waking when he wakes, and sleeping only when he closes his eyes.

You looove me. (holds out arms) You love me this much.

She was a church open only for him, with services in full operation twenty-four hours a day.

Long, beautiful, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen... I adore hair!

If it's worth doing, I guess it's worth overdoing.

The idol is the measure of the worshipper.

You've gut to git up airlyEf you want to take in God.

Now they are lovers. The first, wild courses are ended. They have founded their domain. A satanic happiness follows.

It was love, the furnace into which everything was dropped.

While he remained "steadfast in refusing to take part in Catholic services during the next four decades," Tobin's "intellectual development showed clear marks of his Jesuit training," Doig suggests, especially in his intense rationalism, appreciation of debate, and devotion to the classics.

Whenever I see your smiling face, I have to smile myself, because I love you, yes I do.

You know wherever I am, I'll come running to see you again

El amor es un maestro cruel y terrible. Uno pierde su yo en favor del otro, pero al hacerlo se esclaviza y se convierte en un desdichado.

crazy," she'd said, "but I'd be perfectly happy if I could sit looking at the same half dozen paintings for the rest of my life. I can't think of a better way to go insane.")

Will you tell us why John the Baptist went forth crying in the wilderness?" Hely writhed. "Because Jesus made him do it." "Not quite!" said Mr. Dial, rubbing his hands.

A moi. L'histoire d'une de mes folies.

it better to throw yourself head first and laughing into the holy rage calling your name?

I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive