Quotes About Angel

The Family is the Country of the heart. There is an angel in the Family who, by the mysterious influence of grace, of sweetness, and of love, renders the fulfillment of duties less wearisome, sorrows less bitter. The only pure joys unmixed with sadness.

Anyone who seeks to destroy the passions instead of controlling them is trying to play the angel.

"You," the female on the bed said, her timbre shaded with irrittion. "New guy. Angel Boy. Colonel Curls, or whatever you want to be called. I'm done asking, so now I'm commanding. Free me.

You want me to sneak up on an angel and rip out its pinfeathers, so you can make a fashion statement?

War may be an armed angel with a mission, but she has the personal habits of the slums.

Él rezaba para que sus alas de ángel la mantuvieran a salvo.

She wanted an Angel of Music . . . an angel who would make her believe in herself at last. I'd been the Angel of Doom for the khanum. There was no reason in the world why I could not be the Angel of Music for Christine. I couldn't hope to be a man to her, I couldn't ever be a real, breathing, living man waking at her side and reaching out for her . . . But I could be her angel' -Erik

hills in the distance—beyond the tiny coastal city and the boats in the water that everyone in a hurry misses—represent all that is beyond the moment in time when the angel told the Virgin she would bear the Savior of the world. That is the vanishing point. Without it, there would be no sense that this moment is a slice of time.

She looked like an angel who had decided that it was far more amusing to be wicked than to be good.

I'm an angel. The horns are only there to hold up the halo.

In the light, he looked like a fallen angel asked to return to Hell.

You're the angel that my demons beg to make fall. The pureness and light that my darkness wants to extinguish.

You don't have to be an angel.All you need is someone who can always see your best angle.

Nobility, I always have one thing common with you, I always think you're an angel

A recluse, like Hepzibah, usually displays remarkable frankness, and at least temporary affability, on being absolutely cornered, and brought to the point of personal intercourse; like the angel whom Jacob wrestled with, she is ready to bless you when once overcome.

de satan ou de dieu, qu'importe! ange ou sirène, qu'importe, si tu rends -- fée aux yeux de velours, rythme, parfum, lueur, ô mon unique reine! -- l'univers moins hideux et les instants moins lourds?

What matter, if thou comest from the Heavens or Hell, O Beauty, frightful ghoul, ingenuous and obscure! So long thine eyes, thy smile, to me the way can tell Towards that Infinite I love, but never saw. From God or Satan? Angel, Mermaid, Proserpine? What matter if thou makest – blithe, voluptuous sprite Ã¢â'¬â€œ With rhythms, perfumes, visions – O mine only queen! Ã¢â'¬â€œ The universe less hideous and the hours less trite.

Angel full of gaiety, do you know anguish?   Angel

Que tu viennes du ciel ou de l'enfer, qu'importe, Ô Beauté, monstre énorme, effrayant, ingénu! Si ton Å"il, ton souris, ton pied, m'ouvrent la porte D'un Infini que j'aime et n'ai jamais connu ? De Satan ou de Dieu, qu'importe ? Ange ou Sirène, Qu'importe, si tu rends, – fée aux yeux de velours, Rythme, parfum, lueur, ô mon unique reine ! – L'univers moins hideux et les instants moins lourds.

The face of an angel, the mind of a devil, and a heart of gold.

A destiny that leads the English to the Dutch is strange enough; but one that leads from Epsom into Pennsylvania, and thence into the hills that shut in Altamont over the proud coral cry of the cock, and the soft stone smile of an angel, is touched by that dark miracle of chance which makes new magic in a dusty world.

In fact, meta- and particle physicists have more in common than one might suppose: both tug, if in slightly different directions, at the knots which hold the cosmos together, both look beyond the immediate world of sense perception into one where cause can only be deduced from effect - a quark is as invisible as an angel; both are confronted by Manichaean polarities - miracles and black magic, cheap energy versus total destruction.

Except for Adam I don't know anything about love. Adam had no faults, was innocent, pure, easy to love. Had he lived, grown up to have flaws, human failings like deception, foolishness and ignorance, would he be so easy to adore or be even worthy of adoration? What kind of love is it that requires an angel and only an angel for its commitment?

Stop smiling. Every time you smile, an angel dies.