Quotes About Fallen

An artist, stealing paints from a store, for example, imagines himself to have made an inevitable but immoral decision, and then he sees himself as fallen from grace; what follows is despair and petty irresponsibility, as if morality were a great glass world which can be utterly shattered by one act.

De ce te face asta la fel de rau ca oricare vampir? Nu exista gradatii ale raului? E raul cumva o prapastie periculoasa in care cadem dupa primul pacat, prabusindu-ne in adancuri?

We have a guardian angel, and who cares if he's a fallen one?

The thousands of wealth have fallen with wonders, said Rabbi Nathan of Nemirov. Do you find this unclear? It certainly sounds like the sort of thing thousands of wealth do. They fall. Does anyone know what the rabbi meant by wonders?

There's a word for this in English, he mused, still soft. I can't recall it. I've made you a...a fallen women. Yes? Yes, I agreed, still smiling. Thank you ever so much. It's been entirely my pleasure, he said in Romanian, and I turned my face into his sleeve and began to laugh.

That was you who hit me with the float? (Talon) Yes. (Dionysus) Damn, boy. You've fallen a long way down. Yesterday Greek god…today incompetent float driver. (Camulus)

So fallen! so lost! the light withdrawnWhich once he wore!The glory from his gray hairs goneForevermore!

We stopped being perfect around the time when Eve picked the apple and started coming on to Adam. That

But strength alone though of the Muses bornIs like a fallen angel: trees uptorn,Darkness, and worms, and shrouds, and sepulchersDelight it; for it feeds upon the burrsAnd thorns of life; forgetting the great endOf poesy, that it should be a friendTo soothe the cares, and lift the thoughts of man.

I refuse to "look up." Optimism nauseates me. It is perverse. Since man's fall, his proper position in the universe has been one of misery.

It is Remembrance Day. A time to conjure up the mighty fallen. Friends and relatives rotting in the channel and mud of France. But the old man won't remember quite yet. Not till he's had his breakfast and read the paper. Then he will let the memories come back. Relive the good old days.

Dumpty the Bigot.

It had fallen far, this construct. Literally and figuratively. And so had he.

Puede que obtengamos una victoria, pero los ángeles caídos no lo van a admitir jamás. De modo que tendremos que reclamar esa victoria incluso después de haberla ganado. Tenemos que afirmar que nos pertenece y que nadie nos la puede arrebatar.

The fallen angels arrived in Hell when they were thrown out of Heaven?' 'That's right.' 'They took over.' 'A small number of angels is stronger than a great number of demons. They're like the men with the guns. Except no one can take their guns.

Demons are the oppressed native people of Hell,' Xas said. 'Fallen angels are their colonial masters. Demons are low creatures, and impossible to like—but I do think they deserve something better.

Not all angels come from Heaven,' Xas said. Then, 'I'm a fallen angel.

Nobody but the residents would call this sector the Hub Worlds, unless they thought the rest of the wheel had fallen off.

An ineffably holy God, who has the utmost abhorrence of all sin, was never invented by any of Adam's fallen descendants!

The God of Scripture can only be known by those to whom He makes Himself known . Nor is God known by the intellect. "God is Spirit" (Joh 4:24), and therefore can only be known spiritually. But fallen man is not spiritual; he is carnal. He is dead to all that is spiritual. Unless he is born again, supernaturally brought from death unto life, miraculously translated out of darkness into light, he cannot even see the things of God (Joh 3:3), still less apprehend them (1Co 2:14).

The total depravity of human nature does not mean that it actually breaks forth into open acts of all kinds of evil in any one man.

Until we really behold the horror of the pit in which by nature we lie, we can never properly appreciate Christ's so-great salvation. In man's fallen condition we have the awful disease for which divine redemption is the only cure, and our estimation and valuation of the provisions of divine grace will necessarily be modified in proportion as we modify the need it was meant to meet.

Masses of red dogwood, guelder-roses, and privet hemmed them in, whilst overhead the dark tassels of the firs almost shut out the greying dawn. Not far from the stream, sprawled down the bank, was a giant Scots pine. It had torn up much of the bank in its fall, and the roots appeared in the half-darkness like the limbs of some long-dead monster.

What does it take to be a great social chronicler? Perhaps one of the key attributes is an understanding of what it feels like to fall from grace.