Quotes About Spirituality

Man - a figment of God's imagination.

Being made merely in the image of God but not otherwise resembling him enough to be mistaken by anybody but a very near sighted person.

What a hell of a heaven it will be when they get all these hypocrites assembled there!

In this life, Satan, but in another? We shall meet in another, surely? Then, all tranquilly and soberly, he made the strange answer, There is no other.

I reckon the widow or the parson or somebody prayed that this bread would find me, and here it have gone and done it. So there ain't no doubt but there is something in that thing. That is, there's something in it when a body like the widow or the parson prays, but it don't work for me, and I reckon it don't work for only just the right kind.

The Indian may seem poor to we rich Westerners but in matters of the spirit it is we who are the paupers and they who are millionaires.

The gods offer no rewards for intellect. There was never one yet that showed any interest in it...

Dogs go to heaven

He is in heaven now, and happy; or if not there, he bides in hell and is content; for in that place he will find neither abbot nor yet bishop.

If I be not in a state of Grace, I pray God place me in it; if I be in it, I pray God keep me so.

Nay, it is of one hymn alone. The words are always the same, in number they are only about a dozen, there is no rhyme, there is no poetry: Hosannah, hosannah, hosannah, Lord God of Sabaoth, 'rah! 'rah! 'rah! siss! -- boom! ... a-a-ah!

spiritual wants and instincts are as various in the human family as are physical appetites, complexions, and features, and a man is only at his best, morally, when he is equipped with the religious garment whose color and shape and size most nicely accommodate themselves to the spiritual complexion, angularities, and stature of the individual who wears it;

Her religion made her inwardly content and joyous; and

Put on all the armor of the Lord. Not just the pretty stuff.

Look to the sky, look to yourself and remember: we are only God's echoes and God is Narcissus.

Do you believe in God? I don't think I ever asked you that one. Well I do now. But my God isn't your Catholic varietal or your Judaic or Mormon or Baptist or Seventh Day Adventist or whatever/whoever. No burning bush, no angels, no cross. God's a house. Which is not to say that our house is God's house or even a house of God. What I mean to say is that our house is God.

Do you believe in God? I don't think I ever asked you that one. Well I do now. God's a house. Which is not to say that our house is God's house or even a house of God. What I mean to say is that our house i?s? God.

God's a house. Which is not to say that our house is God's house or even a house of God. What I mean to say is that our house is God.

His soul sat up. It met me.Those kinds of souls always do - the best ones. The ones who rise up and say, 'I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go of course, but I will come'.

Lastly, the Hubermanns. Hans. Papa. He was tall in the bed and I could see the silver through his eyelids. His soul sat up. It met me. Those kind of souls always do--the best ones. The ones who rise up and say, I know who you are and I am ready. Not that i want to go, of course, but I will come. Those souls are always light becausre more of them have been put out............ Lisel. His soul whispered it as I carried him.

I never did get around to praying for myself, did I? Maybe that's what was behind it, though. Myself. Maybe the only reason I'd prayed for others to begin with was to bring myself good fortune. Was that true? Was it?

MEET A PRIEST DAY

Say a prayer at the stones of home

Gli affari non vanno bene, ultimamente?» «Vuoi la verità?» Il vetro dei suoi occhi si frantuma e mi punge. «È una vera merda.» A questo punto, non posso più trattenermi. «Può davvero esprimersi così? Anche se è consacrato e robe simili?» «Come? Perché sono un prete, intendi?» Beve anche il fondo del caffè. «Certo che sì. Dio sa riconoscere le cose importanti.»