Quotes About Spirituality

I have wrestled with the angel and I am stained with light and I have no shame.

If I were a perfect person, I would be bowing continuously. I'm not, though I pause wherever I feel this holiness, which is why I'm often so late coming back from wherever I went.

Certainly there is within each of us a self that is neither a child, nor a servant of the hours. It is a third self, occasional in some of us, tyrant in others. This self is out of love with the ordinary; it is out of love with time. It has a hunger for eternity.

Why do people keep asking to see God's identity papers when the darkness opening into morning is more than enough?

I'll just tell you this: only if there are angels in your head will you ever, possibly, see one.

White Buffalo Woman

It would be especially comforting to believe that I have the answer to the question, What happens when we die? Does the light just go out and that's that—the million-year nap? Or will some part of my personality, my me-ness, persist? What will that feel like? What will I do all day? Is there a place to plug in my laptop?

I think that at the moment of death that little window opens up. I think that maybe we're all connected to something bigger than we are.

My companion had recently lunched with Diana at Kensington Palace. She said being with Diana was like "being brushed by angels' wings.

I would not say I am looking for God. Or, I am not looking for God precisely. I am not seeking the God I learned about as a Catholic child, as an 18-year-old novice in a religious community, as an agnostic graduate student, as - but who cares about my disguises? Or God's.

If we remember that the German word for holy (selig) is the root of our word silly, we may be forced to make some pertinent connections.

earth. Such a man has a double existence: he may suffer misery and be overwhelmed by disappointments, yet when he has retired into himself, he will be like a celestial spirit that has a halo around him, within whose circle no grief or folly ventures.

the void that presents itself to the soul

Not as others had wanted to learn, for power or excitement, or for the prosecution of some enmity or private greed; but because he had seen, darkly with a child's eyes, how the gods move with the winds and speak with the sea and sleep in the gentle herbs; and how God himself is in the sum of all that is on the face of the lovely earth.

The sour smell was not the smell of fungus. It was unlit incense, and cold ashes, and unsaid prayers. I

the god does not speak to those who have no time to listen.

I had been so used to God's voice in the fire and stars that I had forgotten to listen for it in the counsels of men.

Cuando alguien a quien amamos muere, deseamos volver a encontrarlo en otro estado y albergamos a medias la esperanza de que la imaginación consiga recrearlo con el mismo aspecto de su vestimenta mortal.

We placed his remains under a cypress, the upright mountain being scooped out to receive them. And then Clara said, 'If you wish me to live, take me from hence. There is something in this scene of transcendent beauty, in these trees, and hills and waves, that for ever whisper to me, leave thy cumbrous flesh, and make a part of us. I earnestly entreat you to take me away.

Such a man has a double existence: he may suffer misery, and be overwhelmed by disappointments; yet when he has retired into himself, he will be like a celestial spirit, that has a halo around him, within whose circle no grief or folly ventures.

When you focus on their outward form, you will see only differences between the Muslim, the Christian, and the Jew. Why not zoom in on the inner light that they all share?

We can never know the answers to great spiritual questions, but it's all right not to understand. We have been born and are living on the earth to face directly the reality of living.

A person's life doesn't end when they die, it ends when they lose faith. One who never has had true faith has never been alive either. Failure to acknowledge and ponder your own soul is failure to be born. Most of humanity is simply dead.

Life is not a having and a getting, but a being and a becoming.