Quotes About Revelation

Listen, Ruth. I saw the fabric of reality split open. I saw—behind. Underneath. I saw what was really there. And I don't want to go back.

Needless to say, the realization had never penetrated to Fat's mind that Sherri sought out this kind of abode. Her dingy surroundings came as a result of her affliction, not as a cause; she could recreate these conditions wherever she went—which Fat eventually discovered.

So now we know the truth', Al said. 'Is it the truth?' Al said, 'Sure. Obviously.' 'What a hell of a way to learn it. From the wall of a men's room.' He felt bitter resentment rather than anything else. 'That's how graffiti is; harsh and direct.

Our minds are occluded, deliberately, so that we can't see the prison world we're slaves in, which is created by a powerful magician-like evil deity, who, however, is opposed by a mysterious salvific entity which often takes trash forms, and who will restore our lost memories. This entity may even be an old wino.

You're going to read me my sins, Charles Freck said. The creature nodded and unsealed the scroll. Freck said, lying helpless on his bed, And it's going to take a hundred thousand hours.

Spegnetevi, vane luci, più non brillate! Non v'è notte nera a sufficienza per chi, In preda alla disperazione, piange la persa fortuna. La luce altro non fa che svelare la vergogna.

Diga-me por que você prefere a mim — pediu — Doente e mesquinha do jeito que eu sou. — Não consigo explicar com exatidão — Na verdade, não saberia explicar nem mesmo parcialmente; era um mistério. Ainda assim, era a verdade, sentia-o dentro de si.

Just when you thought that things couldn't get any worse, you find out that they've always been a lot worse than you thought they were. And then they get worse.

Being in love was like China: you knew it was there, and no doubt it was very interesting, and some people went there, but I never would... and then someone passed me a bit of some sweet stuff, and suddenly I realized that I had been to China. So to speak. And I'd forgotten it.

And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

She had asked: What is he? A friend or an enemy? The alethiometer answered: He is a murderer. When she saw the answer, she relaxed at once.

You know, it isn't really surprising that there are things about ourselves that still remain a mystery to us," he said. "Maybe we should be comforted that the knowledge is there, even if it's withheld for a while.

Finally, and almost simultaneously, the children discovered what it was like to be drunk. "Do they like doing this?" gasped Roger, after vomiting copiously. "Yes," said Lyra, in the same condition. "And so do I," she added stubbornly. Lyra

once or twice the two of them shared a glimpse of meaning that felt as if a shaft of sunlight had struck through clouds to light up a majestic line of great hills in the distance—something far beyond, and never suspected.

If Mrs. Coulter saw his reaction, she didn't show it. She went on: "Look, Will, I don't know how you came to meet my daughter, and I don't know what you know already, and I certainly don't know if I can trust you; but equally, I'm tired of having to lie. So here it is: the truth.

here am I, my hands red with blood and shame and wet with tears, longing to begin telling the story of Jesus, and not just for the sake of making a record of what happened: I want to play with it; I want to give it a better shape; I want to knot the details together neatly to make patterns and show correspondences, and if they weren't there in life, I want to put them there in the story, for no other reason than to make a better story.

He showed me things I had never seen, cruelties and horrors all committed in the name of the Authority, all designed to destroy the joys and the truthfulness of life.

Well, this is a mystery," said Farder Coram, "and I'm glad I lived long enough to see it. To go into the dark of death is a thing we all fear, say what we like, we fear it. But if there's a way out for that part of us that has to go down there, then it makes my heart lighter.

Oh, but my dream , Will – I can't tell you how strange it was! It was like when I read the alethiometer, all that clearness and understanding going so deep you can't see the bottom, but clear all the way down.

Ik wist niet eens dat u Alice heette. - Lyra

Can you imagine my astonishment, in turn, at learning that part of my own nature was female, and bird-formed, and beautiful?

JACK: I don't understand why you feel like an onion.

Except my uncle Ã¢â'¬Â¦ There's something I forgot to tell you. When he was showing them lantern slides, there was another one he had. It was the Roarer—' 'The what?' said John Faa. 'The Aurora,' said Farder Coram.

She watched it calmly, content not to know at first but to know that a meaning was coming, and then it began to clear. She let it dance on until it was certain.