Quotes About Monks

A lot of the powerful religious leaders, from Jesus to Buddha to Tibetan monks, they're really talking about the same things: love and acceptable, and the value of friendship, and respecting yourself so you can respect others.

It was monks who first taught the art of reading in silence. During the Dark Ages. Augustine, perhaps, was first. And silence was a tongue Elena understood. Silence was her idiom for support and caring. Silence was permissive and contemplative and nonconfrontational and there was melody to it. It was both earth and ether.

Life is sacred—for everyone, not just monks and mystics. But to feel it and see it, there are things you can do, things that bring out the wonder and connectedness of everything in life. It begins with your intention, looking in. And it's furthered by your attention, looking out.

Most of the early monks were not ordained. It was the pastoral work they undertook with the faithful that, over the centuries, gradually led to the present situation in which most monks are ordained priests.

Monks from the Grottaferra Abbey near Rome, charged with restoring one of the Vatican's obscure Leonardo da Vinci notebooks in the late zg6os, unwittingly revealed a blockbuster scribble that had been, according to Marinoni, locked away for several hundred years.

This is from a biography of Saint Anthony, written by Ambrose in the fourth century." His finger underlining the words, he read aloud, " 'And Anthony told the monks that followed him, "When, therefore, the demons come by night to you and wish to tell the future, or they say, 'We are the angels,' give no heed, for they lie . . .

The second exercise is a favorite of Yogi Raman's. He used to go an entire day without speaking, except in response to a direct question." "Kind of like a vow of silence?" "Actually that's exactly what it was, John. The Tibetan monks who popularized this practice believed that to hold one's tongue for an extended period of time would have the effect of enhancing one's discipline.

One morning during Lent in 415, Hypatia climbed into her chariot, some say outside her residence, some say on a street intending to ride home. Several hundred of Cyril's stooges, Christian monks from a desert monastery, swooped upon her, beat her, and dragged her to a church. Inside the church they stripped her naked and peeled away her flesh with either sharpened tiles or broken bits of pottery.

No. It is impossible to maintain a smile in my brother's presence. Monks haven't the sort of patience required.

SpecWar superstuds were not Arnold Schwarzenegger. They were Buddhist monks.

Children, we must cultivate reverence towards all great masters, monks and gurus.

But there's a hard core of sense. If you're a Tantrik, you don't renounce the world or deny its value; you don't try to escape into a Nirvana apart from life, as the monks of the Southern School do. No, you accept the world, and you make use of it; you make use of everything you do, of everything that happens to you, of all the things you see and hear and taste and touch, as so many means to your liberation from the prison of yourself.

The abbot thought jazz-playing monks might garner media attention and attract more young people to the temple. They called the band Thelonious.

Little things matter far more than big ones. We remember them longer. We can't control the big things. If you think about what's happened in the past, it will be the small moments that come to the forefront, not the big transitions. The big things were just history. The small moments are yours. The books those monks printed are still preserved centuries after they were gone. Little things matter.

Recall those lovely words of Buddha when he said, "Monks and scholars must not accept my words out of respect, but must analyze them the way a goldsmith analyzes gold—by cutting, scraping, rubbing, melting.

The man-made apocalypse we are facing was not written in the stars; it is a notion that grew like mould from the texts of a few frustrated, feather-wielding monks.

I was educated by monks - I thank them dearly for the education they gave me, but I am no longer a Catholic.

E po', che dicivano l'antichi che bazzicavano con la sapienzia? Dicivano: Monaci e parrini sentici la missa e stòccaci li rini. Che veniva a significare che i parrini servivano solo per sentirci dire la santa messa, doppo si poteva spezzarci la schina.

We have wasted our spirit in the regions of the abstract and general just as the monks let it wither in the world of prayer and contemplation.

I got interested in the Vikings, and then you realize that there isn't much to be read about them because they did not write their history. It was written by hostile witnesses, by Christian monks and so on. From what I could see and understand, I was really excited about it. I loved their culture and loved their gods.

He heard Julien's voice, with the fancy French accent illuminating the letters, just as surely as the old monks had illuminated letters when they painted them bright red or gold and decorated them with tiny figures and leaves.

The man mattered as the monks had mattered. It was the man who had wrung the strong emotions from him. The man had bright from him bold words.

Indeed. But I was not thinking of his immortal soul, Matilda. I was thinking that history is chronicled by monks.

Buddhism is in your heart. Even if you don't have any temple or any monks, you can still be a Buddhist in your heart and life.