Quotes About Revelation

El vivir una mentira podía desgarrarte de una forma brutal y hacerte perder el control en el momento más inesperado.

Living a lie tore at one's being and leaked out in the oddest of places.

The blood drained from my face, and I pulled out of his reach. "No." If Ford put me under, I had no idea what might come out.

and when I found out they had, I came back. What do you think I was doing at the alliance?" "Having drinks, by the looks of it," he snarked

The word of God came down to man as rain to soil, and the result was mud, not clear water. (Bistami) Pg. 128

None of us know our real names.

Every moment an epiphany arrives, and cleaves the mountain asunder.

Nakedness was dangerous to the social order, she thought, because it revealed too much reality.

Analogies always deceive more than they reveal; I am no fan of analogies, I do not use them. Even metaphor, that mental operation we use with almost every word we speak, is slippery and deceptive. I always speak as plainly as I can. And yet language, and therefore thought, is a strange and imprecise game of metaphors and analogies, one that we must play to stay alive.

I realized right then and there, the world was real. The World was real .

the word of God came down to man as rain to soil, and the result was mud, not clear water.

was because she still hadn't found her soul mate—if there was such a thing—and the fact that she had just learned three days ago that her so-called significant other, Tim, was sleeping with another woman.

It was because she still hadn't found her soul mate—if there was such a thing—and the fact that she had just learned three days ago that her so-called significant other, Tim, was sleeping with another woman.

It's never pleasant to have one's unquestioning beliefs put in their historical context, as I know from experience, I can assure you.

Love is a finding-out: Our walk to the bedroom (Hand in hand, eye to eye) Up a stair of marble Or decently scrubbed boards, As much as what we do In our abandonment, Teaches us who we are And what we are, and what Life itself is.

If she only knew that all of his poems had been written to her and no one else, every single one, even the one to Night, even the one to the Spirit of the Swamp. But that was something she should never know.

Den lange jærnbanereise har rystet sammen alle de forskjellige dele i vore hoder, det danser mange løse ting omkring derinde, vi kjører endnu; selv har jeg desuten et lite tillæg av mathet, av ubehag, feber. Det der må nok kureres med en bitte liten dram, sier jeg. Og så ser jeg min leilighet til å hælde kognak i et ølglass.

Men da tokayeren stod næsten urørt i glassene fik fru Julie champagne og frukt ind, druer, epler, fikener. Nei du store verden! Tænkte vel alle, og verten kunde endelig merke en snev av himelfaldenhet.

Then realization had dawned. Oh, my God, you're the one who hurt Davis, the boy I was with. You saw us together, and you threw him down a gully. He broke both of his legs! He lived? Gaze narrowing, Lothaire had murmured, Not for much Longer.

It figures—it's always either the butler or the resurrected mate.

Now, undress for me and let me see what's mine.

He can learn things about me through your blood. Can learn about my sister! She briefly covered her mouth. He can see everything we've done! I don't want that leech to know what we do in private. Lothaire strolled up, making a scoffing sound. As if I don't watch you two live from a distance.

Thirty nerve-shattering minutes passed before Cadeon returned. "What happened? Tell me!" "Everything's taken care of." She frowned. "You smell like beer." He rolled his eyes. "Oh, yeah, Holly, like me and the cop were downing a beer together." Of course, he and the cop had completely been downing a beer together.

Yes, wolf, I see all. And by all, I mean some.