Quotes About Revelation

Don't feel ashamed, girl," she said, answering my thoughts. "The truth is a noble grail to seek. But if you're after it, you must imagine, first, what it will mean to get it. The truth is neither good nor bad. It is above evil. Above morality. It doesn't offer anything besides itself." She nodded resolutely. "I'm proud I told Jackson the truth. I'm glad he died knowing who he was.

For a split second I felt as though she was nobody special in the larger scheme of my life. She was just some girl who had tied me to her leg to help her sink when she jumped off the bridge. Then I blinked and was in love with her again.

it wasn't pretend, I wasn't in a fairytale or a fable. I shut my eyes and absorbed the silent whoomp that always accompanies this revelation. It's the sound of the real world, gigantic and impossible, replacing the smaller version of reality that I wear like a bonnet, clutched tightly under my chin.

The word God asks a question and then answers it before there is any chance to wonder.

În faÈ›a ei, poeÈ›ii tac, iar dansatorul îÈ™i amuÈ›eÈ™te cu palma clopoÈ›eii tamburinei. Îndr?gostitul devine nebun, nebunul ajunge profet, iar profetul se-ndumnezeieÈ™te.

Singur în odaia încins?, poÈ›i coborî în fine în lumea ta, în adev?rul t?u, în tot ce exist? adânc È™i enigmatic în tine, dac? eÈ™ti în stare s?-ntâmpini cu acelaÈ™i curaj abjectia È™i sublimul, dezastrul È™i mântuirea, arhanghelul È™i estropiatul...

S-ar putea întâmpla fel de fel de miracole, continuase el f?r? s-o priveasc?. Dar trebuie s? te înveÅ£e cineva cum s? le priveÅŸti, ca s? ÅŸtii c? sunt miracole. Altminteri, nici m?car nu le vezi. Treci pe lâng? ele ÅŸi nu ÅŸtii c? sunt miracole. Nu le vezi...

Light does not come from light, but from darkness.

Dar iubirea aceasta ar putea s?-mi revele ceva. Poate te-am întâlnit ÅŸi m-am îndr?gostit de d-ta ca s? m? înveÅ£i ceva. Înva??-m?, atunci! Spune-mi de ce mi-ai ap?rut în cale. Nu te-am întâlnit aÅŸa, din întâmplare, doar ca s? flirtez cu d-ta; nu-mi place s? flirtez. Nu mi-am înÅŸelat niciodat? soÅ£ia. Dar am simÅ£it, întâlnindu-te, c? mi s-a f?cut un semn.

When the secret of truth is found, falsehood is thrown on its back on the ground.

As watercourse is replaced by watercourse, So no river allows itself to be concealed. It breaks the channel in which it was hidden.

Jedina stvarala?ka stvarnost jesu isklju?ivo prvotna oskvrnu?a naših osjetila: ?ovjek vidi samo onda kad je nešto ugledao.

Alcohol doesn't make you an idiot. Alcohol makes it impossible to hide the fact that you're an idiot.

Accept who you are; and revel in it.

The door between what's known & unknown is a gift from the all knowing.

Filled with hope, Ico looked into Yorda's eyes. He felt like was looking into an hourglass, trying to pick through the grains of sand for some truth buried there long ago. He hadn't found anything yet, but the warmth of Yorda's hands in his told him that he was getting close.

The girl turned to him and to his surprise, she smiled faintly. 'She's beautiful'.

Yorda...that's your name?

I had an epiphany a few years ago when I was out at a celebrity party and it suddenly dawned on me that I had yet to meet a celebrity who is as smart and interesting as any of my friends.

I read the New Testament, specifically the gospels and I was struck at their divinity, feeling that humans could not have figured this out on their own. We're just not bright enough.

My problem wasn't drinking and drugs, I decided – it was daylight.

La mer qui, avec sa clémence, demeure seule capable de nous faire voir clair dans nos propres sentiments. Sans lever les yeux sur ce qui se passe au dehors, j'écoute le chuchotement de plus en plus rapproché, haletant, de ses vagues. Entre ce passé et ma vie actuelle, j'avais la certitude que plus un lien ne subsistait, que tous les fils étaient rompus, et je n'éprouvais aucun désir de voir ressusciter ce qui avait sombré dans l'oubli.

Truth is by nature self-evident. As soon as you remove the cobwebs of ignorance that surround it, it shines clear.

Rumi, who is one of the greatest Persian poets, said that the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.