Quotes About Revelation

Iluminada por el rojizo resplandor de la hoguera y a través del confuso velo que la embriaguez había puesto delante de su vista, parecíale que la marmórea imagen se transformaba a veces en una mujer real; parecíale que entreabría los labios como murmurando una oración;

Por los tenebrosos rincones de mi cerebro, acurrucados y desnudos, duermen los extravagantes hijos de mi fantasía esperando en silencio que el Arte los vista de la palabra para poder presentarse decentes en la escena del mundo.

Going to a concert can sometimes be very difficult. It can be a long journey. There's the ticket prices. But when the music goes to the community - not the community coming to the concert - they say, 'Wow! I didn't know that this music was so amazing!'

In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed; then he openeth the ears of men and sealeth their instruction that he may withdraw man from his purpose, and hide pride from man.'' —Job xxxiii., 15.

I always tell the truth when I'm drunk. In vino vomitas.

Words dazzle and deceive because they are mimed by the face. But black words on a white page are the soul laid bare.

Fearlessness comes with the birth of this new understanding: The only reason life changes as it does is to reveal the secret Goodness underlying those same changes.

Secret Self is your royal nature. Like the kingly condition that it is, it knows about you what you have yet to learn about yourself. Let it reveal to you its secret kingdom. It belongs to you. You receive a portion of this kingdom each time you refuse to be captured by the common and choose instead in favor of the celestial. The stars are your birthright. We must look beyond the sparrow to the skies through which it wings.

It was surprising how easy it was to think about the unthinkable if you'd had a few glasses of wine on a spring night.

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He stared at me for a couple of seconds, then picked up his cutlery, hunched over his plate. Outside, behind him, the wind carried the rain, the lamp posts quivered. I found myself thinking of certain people I knew--people not that far away--how surprised they'd be (wouldn't they?) to see me sitting there with that bright, bland expression on my face, trying to fence with this nonsense. Or had I been very naive? Was this what life was like, really, and everyone knew it but me?

He opened us—who was a key,who was a man.

A secret should be kept a secret," murmured Conan Doyle, now picking up crumbs from his plate with his forefinger. "Once it is no longer a secret, it becomes a serpent—it goes where it will.

I did not even know this existed...this world, I did not know. I thought it existed only in one's head, and in dreams....And now: here I am.

What is this moment called when we suddenly recognize what we have never seen? And which gives us a joy like a wound?

One may so desire a partial revelation of God within himself, a revelation along one line--as, for instance, that of health--as to seek it with all his heart. And if he has learned how to take the desired gift, by uncompromising affirmation that it is his already, he will get understanding, or realization, of God as his perfect health.

The virulence of the national appetite for bogus revelation.

For most evangelicals, revelation was found in the inerrant scriptures, and one need not look elsewhere. I knew in my gut that God's revelation was found among poor black people.

When persons encounter God's self-disclosure, they not only know who God is but also who they are.

If human power in history—among races, nations, and other collectives as well as individuals—is self-interested power, then "the revelation of divine goodness in history" must be weak and not strong.

To be haunted is to glimpse a truth that might best be hidden.

Sometimes you have a desire for something beyond your deepest needs that reveals the things you want in life.

You shall know the truth and the truth shall make you mad. "I drink to make other people more interesting.

I am stuck inside the mask I wear. I want to be unashamed. I want to be unafraid. "There is a face beneath this mask, but it isn't me. I'm no more that face, I am whatever was left of the real me that fades a little more every day.