Quotes About Revelation

A Long Day's Journey into Night

It is the very nature of language to form rather than inform. When language is personal, which it is at its best, it reveals; and revelation is always formative - we don't know more, we become more. Our best users of language, poets and lovers and children and saints, use words to make - make intimacies, make character, make beauty, make goodness, make truth.

In Revelation 10, John] eats the book—not just reads it—he got it into his nerve endings, his reflexes, his imagination. The book he ate was the Holy Scripture. Assimilated into his worship and prayer, his imagining and writing, the book he ate was metabolized into the book he wrote.

Black is closing in around my eyes. I realize with a great, tired sadness that I am losing the world. The walls, the molding on the door frame, the yellow of the lamp, his back at the sink… are all achingly beautiful. I reach out and feel myself groping in the air, feel myself falling great distances, feel nothing at all. Suddenly, with a red rush I can breathe and I can see. I get up from the floor before he turns around and says, "You look flushed.

In learning as in traveling and, of course, in lovemaking, all the charm lies in not coming too quickly to the point, but in meandering around for a while.

He was just drifting off to sleep when it occurred to him that perhaps the dog was not so ordinary after all. Perhaps he was someone the ogre had changed, and Ivo was going to spend the night hugging a headmaster or a tax inspector

Then a month after Bernard's sixteenth birthday, Sir Aubrey came down to breakfast, and so did Dudley and so did Joan. They helped themselves to kedgeree and scrambled eggs and kidneys and bacon. Then Sir Aubrey rang for the footman to bring fresh coffee and said, "Where's Bernard? The wretched boy is late again." But Bernard wasn't late--he was gone, and nobody from Westwood ever set eyes on him again.

Conscience is what makes a boy tell his mother before his sister does.

Uma assinatura revela sempre o caráter de uma pessoa - e, às vezes, até o seu nome

The beauty lies in the mind. If the world is beautiful and the laws of the universe sublime...Must there not be somewhere something beautiful that still remains behind, lingering, waiting to be found?

When I first released 'The One And Only' nobody knew it was going to be so big. I just thought, 'Oh, this is what happens when you release a record? Brilliant! Let's release another.'

That place that no one knows about - horrifying things we keep secret. A lot of that is released through acting.

When the now-infamous Donald Trump-Billy Bush audio feed was released, my confidence in Trump all but evaporated.

Content-driven films can make money - something that is gripping, is a journey of revelation and is relevant is cinema.

It is up to God to reveal a religion, but up to us to understand and realise it.

What use is revelation or religion if it doesnt change anything?

But after he was pleased to reveal himself to me I did presently, like Abraham, run to Hagar. And after that he did let me see the atheism of my own heart, for which I begged of the Lord that it might not remain in my heart.

Looking back 25 years later, what I may say is that the facts have been far better than the dreams. In the long course of cell life on this earth it remained, for our age for our generation, to receive the full ownership of our inheritance.

When you are a celebrity, nothing remains secret for very long.

Our family had been shattered, but we now are more united, and the remains of my family and the majority of my mother's family are glad to know the truth about a horrible crime.

My father was hard to know and gave little indication that there was much to know. He claimed he remembered almost nothing about his childhood.

I knew I was born at the North but hoped nobody would find it out. I looked upon the misfortune as something so shrouded by time and distance that maybe nobody remembered it.

I like finding things that are on the fringes and sort of half-forgotten, and to remind us of those things.

Maybe rock 'n' roll isn't music. Maybe people just need to be reminded that the world ain't the way they think it is.