Quotes About Revelation

Questions are only offensive to those who have something to hide

The Spirit reveals what lies ahead.

Shadows are our Dark Selves brought to Light.

They are who we thought they were!

It's easy to do anything in victory. It's in defeat that a man reveals himself.

Football doesn't build character, it reveals character.

Statistics are like bikinis-they show a lot but not everything.

I was so surprised. Then again, I was so relaxed in the water, it felt amazing

I believe in Spinoza's God, who reveals Himself in the lawful harmony of the world, not in a God who concerns Himself with the fate and the doings of mankind... to Rabbi Herbert Goldstein (1929)

Something deeply hidden had to be behind things.

To know the secrets of Life, we must first become aware of their existence.

We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us

If something is in me which can be called religious, then it is the unbounded admiration for the structure of the world so far as our science can reveal it.

Nature shows us only the tail of the lion. But I have no doubt that the lion belongs with it even if he cannot reveal himself all at once. We see him only the way a louse that sits upon him would.

Daran habe ich gar nicht gedacht!

Ideas come from God.

Unpacking books is a revelatory activity.

Darkness promotes speech.

And sometimes, when the stars are kind, we read with an intake of breath, with a shudder, as if someone or something had 'walked over our grave,' as if a memory had suddenly been rescued from a place deep within us - the recognition of something we never knew was there, or of something we vaguely felt as a flicker or a shadow, whose ghostly form rises and passes back into us before we can see what it is, leaving us older and wiser.

There is an unbridgeable chasm between the book that traditions had declared a classic and the book (the same book) that we have made ours through instinct, emotion and understanding: suffered through it, rejoiced in it, translated it into our experience and (notwithstanding the layers of readings with which a book come into our hands) essentially become its first discoverers, an experience as astonishing and unexpected.

What the poet tells us is that, after the ordeals and adventures, after the revelation and the loss, the king must do two things: preserve the splendor of his city and tell his own story. Both tasks are complementary: both speak of the intimate connection between building a city of walls and building a story of words, and both require, in order to be accomplished, the existence of the other.

Words can be like X-rays, if you use them properly–they'll go through anything. You read and you're pierced.

He had discovered Time and Death and God.

Lenina suddenly remembered an occasion when, as a little girl at school, she had woken up in the middle of the night and become aware, for the first time, of the whispering that had haunted all her sleeps.