Quotes About Revelation

You are small. You have red hair. You don't realize it yet, but you are about to set out on the most alarming episode of your life so far…

unfold an ornate portable mirror and invite my lovers

She opened her mouth but did not immediately speak, and I felt, simultaneously, the impulse to coax the words from her and the impulse to suppress them. I always thought I wanted to know a secret, or I wanted an event to unfold – I wanted my life to start – but in those rare moments when it seemed like something might actually change, panic shot through me.

All she knew was that his smile lit up the morning as the rising sun does. For a moment, looking at his face, it was as if her ribs were empty, hollow, as if the world had stopped forever while she looked into his eyes as blue as the bellflowers that grew wild across the meadows. For a moment, just until her beating heart had returned to her chest, Birle had thought she understood everything about herself she had never understood before.

Secrets, he had learned, were the very soil that sorrows grew most easily out of.

Some secrets were so dangerous that they should never be kept.

In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.

There had been nothing between them, and yet they had come together, exchanging their nakedness repeatedly.... She had never seen him, he had never seen her, they had met in the dark and had fought in the dark, not knowing whom they met or whom they fought. And now she saw, and turned silent in seeing. For she had been wrong. She had said he was something he was not; she had felt familiar with him. Whereas he was apart all the while, living as she never lived, feeling as she never felt.

Instead of men kissing you, and touching you, they revealed their minds to you. It was great fun! But what cold minds!

These sentences, evidently the ripened grain of many dark hours, took Gerald by surprise.

She felt unpeeled and rather exposed. She felt almost improper.

And here lies the vast importance of the novel, properly handled. It can inform and lead into new places the flow of our sympathetic consciousness, and it can lead our sympathy away in recoil from things gone dead. Therefore, the novel, properly handled, can reveal the most secret places of life: for it is in the passional secret places of life, above all, that the tide of sensitive awareness needs to ebb and flow, cleansing and freshening.

Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you're married and her name's Bertha

And she had discovered him, discovered in him a rare potentiality, discovered his loneliness.

Had you noticed them before? he asked. No, never before, she replied. And now you will always see them, he said.

All the things that are lovely—   The things you never knew— I wanted to gather them one by one   And bring them to you.

I want to find you, where you don't know your own existence, the you that your common self denies utterly.

Ours is the universe of the unfolded rose, The explicit, The candid revelation.

Miriam had one beautiful evening with him in the hay... he talked to her of his hopes and despairs, and his whole soul seemed to lie bare before her. She felt as if she watched the very quivering stuff of life in him. The moon came out: they walked home together: he seemed to have come to her because he needed her so badly.

If we sip the wine, we find dreams coming upon us out of the imminent night.

The real joy of a book lies in reading it over and over again, and always finding it different, coming upon another meaning, another level of meaning.

Surprised, Kirsty peered at the conveyor

A great scientist once said that genius consists not in making great discoveries but in seeing the connection between small discoveries.

Joy said she hadn't really understood the meaning of life until Tyffanie had come along, but now she understood it perfectly. Well, great, I felt like saying. Make sure you share the news with Plato and Kierkegaard and all those other philosophers who'd banged their heads against the wall, trying to figure things out.