Quotes About Assisi

Let us bless the Lord God living and true! Let us always render him praise, glory, honor, blessing, and all good things! Amen. Amen. So be it! So be it! St. Francis of Assisi

She's been absentmindedly saying the prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi.

In every religion, among the people who believe in it and fight for it, there is one Francis of Assisi to a legion of Brother Arnulphs.

Pure, holy simplicity confounds all the wisdom of this world and the wisdom of the flesh.

Necessity knows no magic formulae-they are all left to chance. If a love is to be unforgettable, fortuities must immediately start fluttering down to it like birds to Francis of Assisi's shoulders.

Live your love is the right answer. I hold to that line attributed to Francis of Assisi, who told his followers, "Go into the world to preach the gospel and, if necessary, use words." We need less to be told how to live our lives and more to see people living inspirational lives.

The whole world feels that it knows Francis, not so much because he follows Francis of Assisi but because he is always himself. We have seen him pay his own hotel bill and heard that Francis called Buenos Aires for a pair of ordinary black shoes, like John XXIII, who preferred stout peasant shoes to the traditional papal footwear.

Necessity knows no magic formulae-they are all left to chance. If a love is to be unforgettable, fortuities must immediately start fluttering down to it like birds to Francis of Assisi's shoulders.

The final mountain is Subasio, the spiritual mountain I've been traveling toward since I was thirteen years old: Mount Subasio on whose spur lies Assisi where Saint Francis was born and where he is buried.

Friar Giovanni of Plano Carpini, a sixty-five-year-old cleric, who had been one of the disciples of Saint Francis of Assisi, arrived as the agent and spy for Pope Innocent IV, commissioned to find out as much as possible about these strange people who had threatened Europe.

I was studying Francis of Assisi for quite some time, when Benedict was still the pope. And I was studying it for a song that I did for my last album, 'Banga.'

God requires that we assist the animals, when they need our help. Each being (human or creature) has the same right of protection.

Assisi was like something, but like what? Like something one had always known, but never seen. Something perceived from afar, like a wind from the promised land that greeted the stranger and sojourner coming up out of bondage from Egypt. It was joy, no doubt about that. But a joy unlike any other joy he had ever experienced. Unexpected joy in a dark time. Curious joy. There was no other word that approximated it. A taste of sweetness like the fecundity of grape arbors in the terraces below,