Quotes About Revelation

You might think that a boy is just your friend, but then if you find out that maybe he likes you (in a boyfriend way), everything changes instantly. (47)

I was so taken aback by the question that I had to think about my response for a minute. Had I heard what I thought I heard? ... Remembering Zora Neale Hurston's Janie, I felt something inside me fall off the shelf, and I had to go inside and look around to see what it was.

When an exquisite poem brings one's eyes to the point of tears, those tears are not evidence of an excess of joy, they are witness far more to an exacerbated melancholy, a disposition of the nerves, a nature exiled among imperfect things, which would like to possess, without delay, a paradise revealed on this very same earth.

At its best, fiction is not a diversion but a means of knowing the world.

As hard as it is to believe today, people didn't really know that there was a mob organization in those days.

If you want to know where God is, ask a drunk.

A dispensation is a period of time during which man is tested in respect of obedience to some specific revelation of the will of God.

Progressive revelation views the Bible not as a textbook on theology but as the continually unfolding revelation of God given by various means throughout the successive ages.

A man's true character comes out when he's drunk.

No one has seen God, but I have seen your eyes. (Personne n'a vu Dieu, - Mais j'ai vu tes yeux.)

The eyes have undressed things that hands have dressed.

Truth is like a flying bird: It brakes suddenly, it falls to the ground. (Vérité est comme un oiseau qui vole: Il freine d'un coup, il tombe au sol)

Vampire doesn't see his image. Even less in the holy water. (Vampire ne voit son image. - Encore moins dans l'eau bénite.)

We do not hide the truth in eternity. (On ne cache pas le vrai - Dans l'éternité.)

"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass, in a broken voice. "It was the salmon."

All of us have wonders hidden in our breasts, only needing circumstances to evoke them.

I am the Ghost of Christmas Present.

Come in, -- come in! and know me better, man! I am the Ghost of Christmas Present. Look upon me! You have never seen the like of me before!

and it was not until I began to think, that I began fully to know how wrecked I was, and how the ship in which I had sailed was gone to pieces.

An idea, like a ghost, must be spoken to a little before it will explain itself.

I know'd my name to be Magwitch, chrisen'd Abel. How did I know it? Much as I know'd the birds' names in the hedges to be chaffinch, sparrer, thrush. I might have thought it was all lies together, only as the birds' names come out true, I suppose mine did.

But the man continuing to exclaim, "Down, Evremonde!" the face of Evremonde is for a moment turned towards him. Evremonde then sees the Spy, and looks attentively at him, and goes his way.

The last of the three now said his say, as he put down his empty drinking vessel and smacked his lips.

Southcott had recently attained her five-and-twentieth blessed birthday, of whom a prophetic private in the Life Guards had heralded the sublime appearance by announcing that arrangements were made for the swallowing