Quotes About Revelation

People will tell you what they want you to know.

It was one thing to let these thoughts haunt the dark spaces of my mind, but another entirely to put them into the light, making them real.

Sometimes even the ones you want to believe turn out to be liars.

In just seconds I'd seen another shade of him, and if it had been light where we were now, he'd have seen the same of me. So I was grateful, as I had been so often in my life, for the dark.

Again, I was speechless. What do you do when you finally hear everything you've always thought said aloud?

Loce is so unpredictable. Sometimes you'll know a man for years and then one day, boom! Suddenly you see him in a different way. And other times, it's that first date, that first moment. That's what makes it so great.

Suddenly, I had a flash of him in the car that day, drawing in his breath. Plus the staring at lunch in the green, and the weird way he'd acted at the Vista 10. Oh, God, I thought, finally getting it. Nate was right. He liked me. This was just what I needed.

Embrace the messy and when things do come together just right, you'll always be pleasantly surprised.

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.

But something had changed in me, even if I didn't know what it was just yet. All I could think was that I felt alive for the first time since my birthday. From wherever she was, Cass had finally spoken to me, reaching out from dreamland to where I stood in this waking world, half-asleep and wobbly, under those bright, bright stars.

When you fall in love, it is discovering the ocean after years of puddle jumping.

Finding Will, loving Will, had been a revelation. Like finding the other half of herself. Having his grounded wisdom to draw on when she needed it, knowing that no matter what, she had him to come home to, that his laughter was part of her world and that the passion and courage and joy he ignited in her were here to stay, had transformed her perception of herself.

The things you want her to let you in on might be things you're happier not knowing.

The hour that burst the spirit's sleep...

A man may say, From now on I'm going to speak the truth. But the truth hears him and runs away and hides before he's even done speaking.

The terms which, in his inmost heart, each man knows. As I know mine. As all know. For that is the truth of it — that we all know, God, that we know, that we know, we know, we know.

Some powerful magnificence not human in other words, seemed under me. And it was the same mild pink colour, like the water of a watermelon, that did it. At once I recognised the importance of this, as throughout my life I had known these moments when the dumb begin to speak, when I hear the voices of objects and colours; then the physical universe starts to wrinkle and change and heave and rise and smooth, so it seems even the dogs have to lean against a tree, shivering.

And the process started over again. Once more it was, Who are you? And I had to confess that I didn't know where to begin.

Nobody should be a mystery intentionally. Unintentionally is mysterious enough.

Maybe he saw that my mystery was, at bottom, nothing but misery.

No, the truth must be something we understand at once, without an introduction or explanation, but so common and familiar that we don't always realize it's around us.

I am completely in agreement with you that Christ is no longer—in the Gospels—an unrevealed scapegoat. It's the opposite: now he is spoken of openly as the scapegoat! Therefore I am completely in agreement with your phrase: "Even if Christ is our scapegoat, he is not that of the Father, and the sacrificial understanding is always relative, while the absolute is that which is beyond all sacrifice."174

Both Christ and Scripture, says the Second Vatican Council, are given for the sake of our salvation (Dei Verbum 11), and both give us God's definitive revelation of himself. We cannot, therefore, conceive of one without the other: the Bible without Jesus, or Jesus without the Bible.

The New Testament did not, therefore, abolish the Old. Rather, the New fulfilled the Old, and in doing so, it lifted the veil that kept hidden the face of the Lord's bride.