Quotes About Revelation

I will venture to say, that in no writings whatever can be found more bark and steel for the mind, if I may use the expression; more that can brace and invigorate every manly and noble sentiment. No. 32 on patience, even under extreme misery, is wonderfully lofty, and as much above the rant of stoicism, as the Sun of Revelation is brighter than the twilight of Pagan philosophy.

Miss Grandison has just now told her sister what passed between us. Lady L. says, she would not have been Miss Grandison, in taking the letter, by what means soever come at; for how, said she, did I know what secrets there might be in it, before I read it? But I think verily, when it had been got at, and offered me, I could not have been Miss Byron.

He pulled the other hand from her eye. The handkerchief dropt: He might see that it was wet and  heavy with her tears. Fain would she have turn'd her blubber'd eye from him. He held both her hands, and burst out into a laugh

Dodge, I'm going to tell you something. Judging by your tone, you're going to have to kill me after. Frankly, I'd just as soon not known.

He took a long time to answer. "I asked which of her brothers had fathered the baby. She told me it could have been either.

last to know, but he usually wants to know." "Knowing wouldn't have made a difference

left my box of cubicle gear in the trunk, stashed like a dead body. I pasted on a smile and walked into the house. My mother was just hanging up the phone and looked exultant. "Guess what?" she said.

Right in front of God, Daddy, and everyone else in our family, she dropped to her knees and began giving Frank Darling light puffs of air, her lips sealed on his like the lid on a Mason jar of fresh canned peaches.

It's as though I've been sleepwalking and suddenly woken to find myself here

The monster—if there was one—never revealed itself to me again. But what I had learned over the past year was that monsters abound, usually in plain sight.

It was the only secret I kept from her and eventually it became impossible to fix. With a secret like that, at some point the secret becomes irrelevant. The fact that you kept it does not.

In the entire history of our marriage, it was the only secret I kept from her, and eventually it became impossible to fix. With a secret like that, at some point the secret itself becomes irrelevant. The fact that you kept it does not.

Cracker Jack!

Explaining the moment of connection between a reader and book to someone who's never experienced it is like trying to describe sex to a virgin.

I'm still here, bitches. And I know everything. -A

Lie. Lie to everyone until you know the truth.

I was beginning to see, though, that the unknown wasn't always the greatest thing to fear. The people who know you best can be risker, because the words they say and things they think have the potential to be not only scary but true, as well.

Like a word on a page that you've printed and read a million times, that suddenly looks strange or wrong, foreign. And you feel scared for a second, like you've lost something, even if you're not sure what it is.

But that was the problem with having the answers. It was only after you gave them that you realized they sometimes weren't what people wanted to hear.

Pieces and parts were always easier to process. The full picture, the entire story, was another thing entirely. But you just never knew. Sometimes, people could surprise you.

And for one second, it was like I could feel the timing clicking together, finally pieces falling into place.

What do you do when you finally hear everything you've always thought said aloud?

I mean, it's impossible to fake anything if you've already seen the other person in a way they'd never choose for you to. You can't go back from that.

Then what are you like, Annabel? he shot back. A liar, like you told me that first day? Come on. That was the biggest lie of all.