Quotes About Priest

A bettre preest, I trowe that nowher noon is. He wayted after no pompe and reverence,   525 Ne maked him a spyced conscience, But Cristes lore, and his apostles twelve, He taughte, and first he folwed it him-selve.

For if a priest be foul, on whom we truste, No wonder is a lewed man to ruste.

Friedrich Nietzsche, in his vitriolic but penetrating attack on Christianity, clearly recognized the function of sin in this context. "Sin," he writes, "...that form par excellence of the self-violation of man, was invented to make science, culture, every kind of elevation and nobility of man impossible; the priest rules through the invention of sin."1 In order to understand fully the nature

To work is nothing; the king on his throne, the priest kneeling before the Holy Altar, all people in all places had to work, but no person at all need be a servant.

By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.

A priest goes to Heaven or a priest goes to Hell with a thousand people behind.

And when you spoke to me, I did not know That to my life's high altar came its priest.

The government in Rome with its legal forms demanded the truth. The priest in the confessional box commanded the truth under pain of everlasting hell. But truth was a source of power, a lever of control, why should anyone give it away?

You see, that priest—he was still there, hanging on, silently waiting at the perimeter. An oily shadow always around.

Mennonites are so called because they followed Menno Simons, a sixteenth-century Dutch Catholic priest

anyone who chose to provide information leading to the conviction of a Catholic priest could expect a payment of £100 (about £7,500 today).

Hemingway, eager not to miss the big battle even though he was suffering from influenza, managed to reach Colonel Buck Lanham's command post near Rodenbourg. The house had belonged to a priest suspected of being a German sympathizer. Hemingway took great delight in drinking a stock of communion wine and then refilling the bottles with his own urine. He claimed to have relabelled them 'Schloss Hemingstein 1944' and later drank from one by mistake.

Cease, daughter! said the priest at last in a trembling voice. I cannot grant absolution, no priest could...

It's a sin to brood over and dwell on the sins we have confessed to the priest and repented before God, reviving his forgiveness through the hand and the words of the priest.

Reserved for the priest of Dionysus

You need the devotion to your work that a priest of God has for his.

That's who Jesus Christ is. He became the final Priest and the final Sacrifice. Sinless, he did not offer sacrifices for himself. Immortal, he never has to be replaced. Human, he could bear human sins. Therefore he did not offer sacrifices for himself; he offered himself as the final sacrifice. There will never be the need for another. There is one mediator between us and God. One priest. We need no other. Oh, how happy are those who draw near to God through Christ alone.

Pedro de Gante was charged with building a convent to bring Indian girls to Jesus Christ—a statue of the good padre suggestively patting an Indian girl on the head can be found today on the pedestrian passage that bears his name just a block away. Some sinners insist the statue is a monument to priestly pedophilia.

Perhaps you were right after all, my dear Nicolaus; perhaps there is but one god. But if that is true, you have misnamed him. He is Accident, and his priest is man, and that priest's only victim must be at last himself, his poor divided self.

He is Accident, and his priest is man, and that priest's only victim must be at last himself, his poor divided self.

Civilization will not attain to its perfection until the last stone from the last church falls on the last priest.

You are a woman, and you can certainly win a priest to your interests.

Though the comforts which all creatures desire, and for which he had so often longed, thus fell to his share, the Abbe Birotteau, like the rest of the world, found it difficult, even for a priest, to live without something to hanker for.

Now, among the petty miseries of human life the one for which the worthy priest felt the deepest aversion was the sudden sprinkling of his shoes, adorned with silver buckles, and the wetting of their soles.