Quotes About Revelation

For this is the Great Deed that our Lord shall do, in which Deed He shall save His word and He shall make all well that is not well. How it shall be done there is no creature beneath Christ that knoweth it, nor shall know it till it is done;

Also in this He shewed me a little thing, the quantity of an hazel-nut, in the palm of my hand; and it was as round as a ball. I looked thereupon with eye of my understanding, and thought: What may this be?

For we are now so blind and unwise that we never seek God till He of His goodness shew Himself to us. And when we aught see of Him graciously, then are we stirred by the same grace to seek with great desire to see Him more blissfully. And thus I saw Him, and sought Him; and I had Him, I wanted Him. And this is, and should be, our common working in this [life], as to my sight.

Beauty, you can find it here if you look hard enough.

Strange, how death had a way of turning a table upside down in an instant. It swept away all the dust that covered treasures, blew the fog from one's view, knocked away facades.

Seger gözlerini kapatt?. Clara onun çenesindeki kaslar?n gerildi?ini gördü..Clara da gözlerini kapatarak aln?n? onunkine yaslad?. "Cenneti gördün mü ?" "Tanr?m, evet." "Neye benziyordu?" "Sana.

He called you Duncan,' she said. 'I heard him. Aren't you worried I'll tell someone your name and the true identity of the Highland Butcher will be discovered?' 'There are hundreds of Duncans in the Highlands, lass - so no, I'll not lose any sleep over it. And since you're asking more questions, are you not worried I'll change my mind and slit your throat after all?' He paused. 'Since you know my name.

How extraordinary it is when all the puzzle pieces finally come together and we are able to see the whole picture…and behold something beautiful.

It makes me think about how Alan behaved over the past few years. How he kept so much hidden from me. I can see now how it was possible, and I don't like how that makes me feel.

Then you see a light—a brilliant, dazzling light—more calming and loving than any words can possibly describe, and everything finally makes sense to you. You are no longer afraid, and you know what lies ahead.

My sense of the family history is somewhat sketchy, because my mother kept a great deal to herself.

Let your curiosity run away with you. Know that beyond every ordinary explanation there is a deeper and more exciting discovery to be made.

He was still thoughtful. 'Do you think any of us ever really knows anyone?' 'Philosophy, Lord Dryden? And yet it's daylight and everyone is still sober.

Directness often disguised as much as it revealed, and was a marvelous defense.

Mom's eyes blazed. "Are you sleeping with her?" Oh, god. Did we have to do this here? Now? "Well, actually," I smirked, "we don't get a lot of sleep.

Dad," I say, leaning across the table, "did you know that Mom made things up about me?

I suspected you were tired of looking for things you should have found a long time ago. ~ Jared

Because the man who stood there before us was not our father. He was somebody else, a stranger who had been sent back in our father's place. That's not him, we said to our mother, That's not him, but our mother no longer seemed to hear us..."Did you..." she said. "Every day," he replied. Then he got down on his knees and he took us into his arms...

I would like to confess things to her, to throw myself in her lap, to open the cage of my chest and show her the bones.

A cidade, efectivamente, sorri apenas àqueles que se aproximam dela e que deambulam pelas suas ruas; a esses, ela fala numa linguagem tranquilizadora e familiar, mas a alma de Paris só se revela de longe e do alto, e é no silêncio do céu que se escuta o imenso grito patético de orgulho e de fé que ela eleva na direcção das nuvens.

I have always thought that by observing things with a great deal of attention you eventually wrest some of their secrets from them, making them utter what they would most like to keep to themselves.

Anderswo, morgen, das sind für Sie immer noch magische Worte. Aber sie werden entdecken: anderswo, das ist hier, und morgen haben wir bereits.

True poetry is embarrassing.

A dream is the key that unlocks the mysteries of the waking world...