Quotes About Divinity

You yourself can be god. You really are that, in fact. You, yourself, are reality. You, yourself, are buddha. (p. 18)

I hope some day to meet God, because I want to thank Him for the flowers.

If Creation were a crime, would not God be the prime suspect?

If God had wanted to be a big secret, He would not have created babbling brooks and whispering pines.

God is the perfect poet, Who in his person acts his own creations.

Setebos, Setebos, and Setebos!'Thinketh, He dwelleth i' the cold o' the moon.

We find great things are made of little things,And little things go lessening till at lastComes God behind them.

God is the perfect poet.

All places are distant from heaven alike.

If heaven be so fair,the sun so fair, how much fairer shall He be that made them fair? For by the greatness and beauty of the creatures, proportionally the maker of them is seen.

Men rarely if ever dream up a god superior to themselves. Most gods have the manners and morals of a spoiled child.

the spirit of Christ is the embodiment of God in activity or the movement of God.

No somos conscientes de nuestra divinidad; de que somos parte del gran principio de causalidad del universo. No sabemos cuál es nuestra fuerza y sin saberlo no podemos usarla.

the Creator must have been tired when it came time to make men;

Two great sa'angreal were made just before the end, one that you can use, one that I can. Far greater than that sword. Their power is beyond imagining. With those, we could challenge even … the Great Lord himself. Even the Creator!

the Creator must have been tired when it came time to make men; sometimes they hardly seemed human. "And

Art is the Godhead as revealed in the works of man.

The Buddha, the Godhead, resides quite as comfortably in the circuits of a digital computer or the gears of a cycle transmission as he does at the top of a mountain or in the petals of a flower.

there are no cookie cutters in heaven.

It is human defect—to try to know oneself by the self of another. One can only know oneself in God and in His great eye.)

The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn't it?

he world looks like something God had just imagined for His own pleasure. This isn't poetry but it makes me feel the same way as poetry does.

Any human companionship, even the dearest and most perfect, would have been alien to her then. She was sufficient unto herself, needing not love nor comradeship nor any human emotion to round out her felicity. Such moments come rarely in any life, but when they do come they are inexpressibly wonderful - as if the finite were for a second infinity - as if humanity were for a space uplifted into divinity - as if all ugliness had vanished, leaving only flawless beauty.

a man should have knowledge of himself and belief in God').