Quotes About Revelation

You start out, you start talking, you don't even know what you're going to say. You don't even know your way to the end of the sentence. You don't know anything. Then suddenly you do know you have to walk blind and you walk slap into the truth.

History's what people are trying to hide from you, not what they're trying to show you. You search for it in the same way you sift through a landfill: for evidence of what people want to bury.

Once the king had grasped what he was being told, he had shouted at the top of his voice that the business should be kept quiet.

You wonder what else you have always believed, believed without foundation.

With the words arrives the truth of them.

Sarah's father's shoulders began to shake. Tears poured down his cheeks. He took first one hand, and then the other, off the steering wheel to mop his eyes. He drove, weeping and groaning, at 140 kilometres an hour. Sarah's mother would not look at him. Sarah and Saffron stared, dumbstruck. Then it gradually dawned on them that he was laughing.

To all of us who hold the Christian belief that God is truth, anything that is true is a fact about God, and mathematics is a branch of theology.

If you come back I'll show you a secret," said Heinz.

Well, what do you know? Fakespeare!

That's how you recognize love: you've never met it before.

To him who overcomes I will give some of the hidden manna to eat. And I will give him a white stone, and on the stone a new name written which no one knows except him who receives it" (Rev. 2:17).

Things that are holy are revealed only to men who are holy.

When I returned to Japan, I learned that it really had been my brother.

Before the World was created, the Word already existed. The Word was the source of life, and this life brought light to mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has never put in out.

Love is kind of like a car crash... you never see it coming.

Hon var inte vaken då hon gifte sig med den människan, hon gjorde det i sömnen. I drömmen ske ju ofta de besynnerligaste saker, och de förefalla fullkomligt naturliga och vanliga - i drömmen. Men då man vaknar och erinrar sig vad man har drömt, häpnar man och gapskrattar eller ryser. Nu har hon vaknat!

Jude, you can't really think I don't know it's you. I knew you from the moment you walked into the brugh.

I start to speak, but he stops me with a gesture. "And you." He looks at me, his lips curving in something that's not quite a smile; it's more and less than that. "I knew little else, but I always knew you." And when he kisses me, I feel as though I can finally breathe again.

He continues looking at me in this strange way, as though he's never seen me before or as though he thought he might never see me again.

He stares at me as though I am a stranger, but I have never felt less like one. For the first time, we are both unmasked.

Someone could cut through the mess in our house and look at it like one might look at rings on a tree or layers of sediment. They'd find the black-and-white hairs of a dog we had when I was six, the acid-washed jeans my mother once wore, the seven blood-soaked pillowcases from the time I skinned my knee. All our family secrets rest in endless piles.

We labor under so many illusions about ourselves until we're stripped bare. Being infected, being a vampire, it's always you. Maybe it's more you than ever before. You, distilled. You, boiled down like a sauce. But it's you as you always were, deep down inside.

When we turn,is there something shoved inside of us or is it more that something inside of us has been released?

Telling Sam and Daneca feels like peeling off my own skin to expose everything underneath. It hurts.