Quotes About Revelation

if we let it speak to us rather than squeezing it into our self-created mold. Even God can be known truly, though not absolutely.[54] As Athanasius observed, God can be apprehended but not comprehended;

It's not until a person's world blows up in front of his very face that he yearns for the return of that subtle boredom and

What I give form to in daylight is only one per cent of what I have seen in darkness.

It felt good, really good, just to scream finally. I felt like I was singing a hit single. But in Hell.

I went to him & put my Hand upon his Shoulder. Said he to me, "God forgive me. Her Name — I never knew her Name." Which meant not a Jot to me — and yet my Heart was the Thing that broke.

For a long time I thought I wanted to be a nun. Then I realized that what I really wanted to be was a lesbian.

That's the way things come clear. All of a sudden. And then you realize how obvious they've been all along.

She did not know how or why, but now that she understood, now that she had come to a decision, the old fears had drained away.

I asked her how she did it once, how she understood the world so clearly. She told me that it was a matter of keeping very still and showing no emotions, leaving room for others to reveal themselves.

It was my first lesson. Beneath the smooth, familiar face of things is another that waits to tear the world in two.

All my life I have been moving forward, and now I am here. I have a mortal's voice, let me have the rest. I lift the brimming bowl to my lips and drink.

Sorcery cannot be taught. You find it yourself, or you do not.

I found a new thought in myself. I am embarrassed to tell it, so rudimentary it seems, like an infant's discovery that her hand is her own. But that is what I was then, an infant. The thought was this: that all my life had been murk and depths, but I was not a part of that dark water. I was a creature within it.

What was I truly? In the end, I could not bear to know.

En la oscuridad, dos figuras alargan los brazos a través de una penumbra espesa y penosa. Y cuando las manos se tocan, se derrama la luz de cien urnas doradas, por las que el sol parece salir a borbotones.

My uncles rubbed their hands and smiled back. They went away, bent over their hopes, thinking what they could not wait to do when Titans ruled again. It was my first lesson. Beneath the smooth, familiar face of things is another that waits to tear the world in two.

It was the sort of secret I loved to discover, for it made me feel cynical and wise.

As it turns out, I did kill pigs that night after all

That was the moment I lived for, when it all came clear at last and the spell could sing with its pure note, for me and me alone.

After I was born - and maybe that is not the right word, but if not, then I don't know what is. Woke? Hatched? No, that is worse. I am not an egg. I will say born.

It is the little thing, the unrehearsed gesture, the catch in the breath, the droop of the lip, the start of surprise, which really reveals. We may analyze ourselves in volumes and remain undiscovered; and then – by a yawn, a tilt of the head, a sob of exhaustion, a flash of hate - we are betrayed and unmasked forever.

But life is wakings-up, all unexpected, all surprising.

It occurred to him that seeing a woman's child is like seeing a woman naked, in the way it changes how her face looks to you, how her face becomes less the whole story.

I heard his hasty footsteps on the dock. I kept my head down. I heard the thump and felt it as he leaped down into the cockpit. I heard his grunt of consternation. He would have to find out, and find out quickly.