Quotes About Redemption

Oh, wise physician of a wasted land!

where there is a people which no longer has a future, there the church still has a future, because the future of the church is the future of Jesus Christ.

When I am dead, I hope it may be said:"His sins were scarlet, but his books were read."

When I am dead, I hope it may be said: "His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.

My list of sins is so extensive that the recording angel has run out of tablets, and sits in the corner with his quill blunted, wailing and ripping out his curls.

Christ died to free us from the burden of our sin, but he never, so far as she could see, lifted a finger to free us from our stupidity.

Cromwell. I am not such a hard man that I don't see how you are left. Do you know what I say? I say I don't know one man in England who would have done what you have done, for a man disgraced and fallen. The king says so. Even him, Chapuys, the Emperor's man, he says, you cannot fault what's-he-called. I say, it's a pity you ever saw Wolsey. It's a pity you don't work for me." "Well," he says, "we all want

Words were her plague and words were her redemption.

When I am dead, I hope it may be said, 'His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.

To him who overcomes I will give to eat from the tree of life, which is in the midst of the Paradise of God" (Rev. 2:7).

He who overcomes shall not be hurt by the second death" (Rev. 2:11).

it's a good thing I'm used to this; the process of shutting things out as they fall apart, the pretence of cool in a dry, hot season, the taste of redemption in a t.v. screen if God had a voice what would it say?

È un errore che non dimenticherò. Tutto il male nasce dalla debolezza. E io negavo la mia debolezza ferendo coloro che mi si paravano davanti. Ma sono cambiato quand'ho incontrato quel tipo… Per questo sono stato trafitto. Volevo purificarmi. Non m'interessa se vivo o muoio, ma se l'anima di suo fratello può essere salvata… E se posso lavare la mia colpa…

ibis in crucem ('you shall go to the cross')

Sweet Jude, you're my dearest punishment

Isn't every hero aware of all the terrible reason they did those good deeds?" Aware of every mistake they ever made and how good people got hurt because of their decisions? Don't they recall the moments they weren't heroic at all? The moments where their heroism led to more deaths than deliberate villainy ever could?

You didn't get what you deserved, but you don't have to live inside that one story forever. No one's heart has to remain stone.

Fairy tales have a moral: Stay on the path. Don't trust wolves. Don't steal things, not even things you think no normal person would care about. Share your food but don't trust people who want to share their food with you; don't eat their shiny red apples, not their candy houses, nor any of it. Be nice, always nice, and polite to everyone: kings and beggars, witches and wounded bears. Don't break a promise.

I will repay him, although it seems I will have much to repay him for. I will make him proud of me. Everyone else, I will make very, very sorry.

Cardan Greenbriar.

Looking over at the lump of comforter and jackets and shadow where Gavriel was hiding, she took a deep breath. "I won't leave you," she told Aidan. "I promise." No one else was going to get killed today, not if she could save them. Certainly not someone she'd once thought she loved, even if he was a jerk. Not some dead boy full of good advice. And she hoped not herself, either.

If it's hard for you to bear what you did, give me the weight.

After all the humiliations I have suffered, all the things I have done for my mistresses at their commands, here I am in a dirty human restaurant, serving coffee to fools. For Kaye. Because I am free to. Because I think it would please her. Because I think it would make her laugh.' 'It's definitely going to make her laugh,' Corny said. 'Thus I am saved from my own grim self,' Roiben said, shrugging his shoulders, a small smile lifting his mouth.

Having only recently stopped playing the villain, Cardan thinks again of the winding path of decisions that bought him to this unlikely place, here with her, racing over the sky, planning to end trouble, instead of making more of it.