Quotes About Revelation

It's odd how our fears, the ones we didn't know we had, alter our sight line and make us see things that never were.

First, I'll tell about the robbery our parents committed. Then about the murders, which happened later.

then nothing was ever again as it had been. You don't think things like that can happen. Then you find out they both can and will. So

And one day you woke up and you found yourself in the very situation you said you would never ever be in, and you did not know what was most important to you anymore. (Sweethearts, 1986)

there is mystery everywhere, even in a vulgar, urine-scented, suburban depot such as this. You have only to let yourself in for it. You can never know what's coming next. Always there is the chance it will be—miraculous to say—something you want.

If we do not expect the unexpected we will not discover it, since it is not to be searched out and is difficult to apprehend. What

I remember the revelation it was to me when I realized I'd rather be smart in the way Elvis Presley was than in the way, say, Ludwig Wittgenstein was. The thing was, you could imagine you could be smart like Wittgenstein by just thinking hard enough, but Elvis just had it. It was almost spiritual. A kind of grace.

You know God does not manifest Himself," Halgan shouted. "That is also heresy. The Revelation is not corporeal. You know this. Why do you persist in this perverted speech?" "I like perverted. Maybe you would, too, if you gave it a chance." "Leave my men alone," Rakan said coldly. "Degenerate." Ringil smooched a kiss at him.

The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance to ourselves, they find their own order . . . the continuous thread of revelation. EUDORA WELTY

Creativity - like human life itself - begins in the dark

The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance to ourselves, they find their own order . . . the continuous thread of revelation. EUDORA WELT

The act of making art exposes a society to itself. Art brings things to light. It illuminates us. It sheds light on our lingering darkness. It casts a beam into the heart of our own darkness and says, See?

Each painting has its own way of evolving. . . . When the painting is finished, the subject reveals itself. WILLIAM BAZIOTES

El arte saca las cosas a la luz. Nos ilumina. Arroja luz sobre la oscuridad que hay en nosotros. Proyecta un rayo luminoso sobre el corazón de nuestras sombras y dice, «¿ves?».

My God was always there, but now I have learned to talk to him. —ERIC CLAPTON

I'm afraid that surprise, shock, and regret is the fate of authors when they finally see themselves on the page.

Sometimes I have this feeling," Walter said, "that he operates on the philosophy that 'what Walter doesn't know won't hurt him.

Everything has its way of speaking and telling things worth knowing. Even the little grass-blades have their way of saying things as plain as words when human lips let them fall...the choice bits of wisdom...were never written down in any books.

In every life there is a turning point. A moment so tremendous, so sharp and clear that one feels as if one's been hit in the chest, all the breath knocked out, and one knows, absolutely knows without the merest hint of a shadow of a doubt that one's life will never be the same.

With a lover, a wife, when you find the worst - be it infidelity or lack of love, madness or the suicidal spark - you are almost relieved. Life is as I thought it was; shall we now celebrate this disappointment?

They say time finds you out, don't they?

What happened to the truth is not recorded.

My younger self had come back to shock my older self with what that self had been, or was, or was sometimes capable of being. And only recently I'd been going on about how the witnesses to our lives decrease, and with them our essential corroboration. Now I had some all too unwelcome corroboration of what I was, or had been.

If asked in a court of law what happened and what was said, I could only attest to the words "heading," "stagnating" and "peaceable." I'd never thought of myself as peaceable—or its opposite—until then. I would also swear to the truth of the biscuit tin; it was burgundy red, with the Queen's smiling profile on it.