Quotes About Faith

Hannah, do you think that your mum and dad and Tate's mum and dad and my mum and dad and Webb and Tate are all together someplace?' she asks earnestly. I look at Hannah, waiting for the answer. And then she smiles. Webb once said that a Narnie smile was a revelation and, at this moment, I need a revelation. And I get one. 'I wonder,' Hannah says.

You grab at any sign of hope. You grab it with both hands and breathe life into it, day after day. You do anything to keep it alive.

Back in Georgie's attic, he yanks the phone out of the socket and begins scrolling down the names under dialed calls, praying to anyone who will listen. God. Baby Jesus. Saint Thomas the doubter. Saint Whoever, patron saint of losers. Praying, Please, please, don't let it be true. The first name shatters him. The second makes his head spin.

I'm frightened that one morning there will not be enough to keep me going.

The idea that God works in mysterious ways is rubbish. There's nothing mysterious about his ways. They're premeditated and slightly conniving, and they place you in an impossible situation.

I'm scared to die," I whispered as Michael walked in. "He was scared to live," he said kissing my forehead.

We have to make a human pyramid displaying the foundations of the Catholic Church and the most frightening aspect, according to Brother Louis, is that Thomas Mackee is holding up the pyramid which makes the whole future of the church incredibly shaky.

Worse still, he doesn't know how to follow the piper anymore because it's a path Tom has lost faith in. And the piper knows it. Tom can see it in his father's eyes now. And the more he stares, the clearer it becomes.

Best prepared for the worst, my love, for it lives next door to the best.

I met you at the cornerstone on the highway to bedlam./Walked with you to the pinnacle, along that ledge to hell,/Traveled along the passageway of all things aching,/But would crawl with you if you wanted me to/On the steeple point to hope./So we can tip the stars and hold the moon,/Graze the sun, but make it soon.

I was wrong, I thought to myself. I honestly believed it. Not because Sister Louise told me or because she made me believe I was. I knew deep down that I was wrong and I think that my emancipation began at that moment.

He kisses her and wants to beg her and the others to never give up on him. Ever. But he gets a feeling that he would be preaching to the converted

I've been in that void,' she told me once. 'Don't you ever give in to it

Her voice stopped him. "I woke with your name on my lips every morning. Like a prayer of hope. For now, that's all I can offer.

It makes me want to yell at the God that I wish I didn't believe in. For hogging him all to himself. I want to say, You greedy God. Give him back. I needed him here

I can't and won't write without hope. I'd rather never write again.

Somos juguetes en manos de los dioses —admitió el sacerdote real—. Pero somos los mortales los que les proporcionamos las herramientas para que nos conviertan en eso.

And if the gods were to give me a choice between living a better life, having not met them, or a wretched life with the slightest chance of crossing their path, then I'd pick the wretched life over and over again.

Some days are worse than others, my love, some days better than most.

Mia's mother, Nonna Celia, is to blame for that, because she's a prophet of doom. Every time I'd ask her if we could go someplace the next day or next week, her reply would be, "We might not live that long." If I'd say, "See you tomorrow," her answer would be, "If that's what God wants." Leaving so much to fate has kept me an insomniac for most of my life...

But there was nothing wrong with their marriage. I could be a fool for believing this one hundred percent, but there was never anyone for Dominic but Jacinta and vice versa. They knew they'd get through the shitty part." "But they didn't," he argues. "They're not divorced, Tom. That marriage is not over.

And then he got all religious on her. Very quickly. - The Piper's Son

We have a dilemma, then," Finnikin said fiercely. "Because I prayed that you would grow old and hold my children in your arms as you held me. My prayers have not been answered yet, Trevanion. So whose prayer is more worthy? Yours or mine?

They travel in packs and trust each other with all their hearts. It doesn't mean they have the capacity to love more than us, but they do know how to trust. It's because of their queen and her father before her and his father before him. The trust of a people comes from the goodness of their leaders.