Quotes About Robes

Who are these arrayed in white robes . . . ? These are the ones who . . . washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb. – Revelation 7:13–14

Hey, it's ten in the morning!' says Person, yelling at two farmers dressed in robes in the distance. 'Don't you think you ought to change out of your pajamas?

The graduates in their heavy robes looked as if the last beads of ignorance were being sweated out of them.

He frowned and tutted as he swabbed the vomit from the man's robes, and transferred his irritation to Pelagia's goat, which had entered the room and leapt up onto the table. 'Stupid brute' he shouted at it, and it looked at him impudently with its slotted eyes, as if to say, 'I, at least, am not drunk. I am merely mischievous.

He frowned and tutted as he swabbed the vomit from the man's robes, and transferred his irritation to Pelagia's goat, which had entered the room and leapt up onto the table. 'Stupid brute,' he shouted at it, and it looked at him impudently with its slotted eyes, as if to say, 'I, at least, am not drunk. I am merely mischievous.

Robes as black as night, and souls twice as dark. Shadows and Ash the Crucifix Dagger book one.

Later in his life Gautama told the story of his decision in a sermon: 'And so it came about that, in the full freshness and enjoyment of my youth, in glowing health, my hair still black, and against the wishes of my weeping and imploring elders, I shaved my head and beard, dressed in coarse robes, and forsook the shelter of my home.

the masters, robed, gowned, their attitudes varying from indulgent ennui to virtual coma.

Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.

In the moonlight and reflection off gray stone, Paul saw a small figure in Fremen robes, a shadowed face peering out at him from the hood, and the muzzle of one of the projectile weapons aimed at him from a fold of robe. "I am Chani, daughter of Liet.

no one bothered dressing up in priests' robes, for even in chaos hierarchy rules and their cloth wasn't rich enough.

Eventually the bishop mounted the pulpit and began to speak. He described the virtues of being meek, poor and humble, while the candlelight gleamed on the jewels in his robes and his plump, self-satisfied face .

His black robes rustled as he turned, and Will fought the ridiculous urge to step behind Kit like a child twisting him in his mother's skirts.

She wore two thick mismatched sweaters over Her red-brown scholar's robes, the gray and toupe cuffs rolled up around Her bony wrists. She'd let Her hood fall onto Her shoulders, revealing Her cropped gray hair, and the pinched marks of Her spectacles remained on the bridge of Her nose.

Salisbury pushed the heavy door a little more open and came forward, the sleeves of his black robe rippling in the cold breeze from the window.

Better the robes of a magnate and the hauberk of a warrior than to grow stale for want of challenges.

Democrats creating the expectation that judges should act as politicians in robes is a dangerous precedent to set, threatening the very independence of the judiciary.

just because a mage wears the black robes does not make him evil.

These my sky-robes, spun out of Iris' woof.

How white are the fair robes of Charity as she walketh amid the lowly habitations of the poor!

under the velvety fabric, as if it were made of scratchy sackcloth. I want you to trust Me enough to realize your privileged position in My kingdom. Relax in the luxuriant folds of your magnificent robe. Keep your eyes on Me as you practice

After this I looked, and behold, a great multitude that no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages, standing before the throne and before the Lamb, clothed in white robes, with palm branches in their hands, and crying out with a loud voice, "Salvation belongs to our God who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb!" (Rev. 7:9–10)

much time. * * * Racing around the outside of the square in his Afghan robes, face smeared with dirt and blood, he looked little different from many of the other men

Give me a look, give me a face,That makes simplicity a grace;Robes loosely flowing, hair as free,Such sweet neglect more taketh meThan all the adulteries of art:They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.