Quotes About Spirituality

Yea, if a man have all knowledge, he may yet be nothing, and so, consequently, be no child of God. When Christ said, "Do you know all these things?" and the disciples had answered yes, he added, "Blessed are ye if ye do them." He doth not lay the blessing in the knowing of them, but in the doing of them: "He that knoweth his Master's will, and doeth not." A man may know like an angel, and yet be no Christian.

The joy of creation does not fade, for in that lies our divinity and our claim to eternity.

this disobeying ourselves, wherein the hardness of obeying God consists.

The mind does not exist unless leagued with the soul

if we obey God, we must disobey ourselves; and it is in this disobeying ourselves, wherein the hardness of obeying God consists.

Besides, argued I, fasting makes the body cave in; hence the spirit caves in; and all thoughts born of a fast must necessarily be half-starved.

the man that wandereth out of the way of understanding shall remain (i.e. even while living) in the congregation of the dead.

For hardly have we mortals by long toilings extracted from this world's vast bulk its small but valuable sperm; and then, with weary patience, cleansed ourselves from its defilements, and learned to live here in clean tabernacles of the soul; hardly is this done, when—There she blows!—the ghost is spouted up, and away we sail to fight some other world, and go through young life's old routine again.

He paused a little; then kneeling in the pulpit's bows, folded his large brown hands across his chest, uplifted his closed eyes, and offered a prayer so deeply devout that he seemed kneeling and praying at the bottom of the sea.

Do thou, too, live in this world without being of it.

But gulp down your tears and hie aloft to the royal-mast with your hearts; for your friends who have gone before are clearing out the seven-storied heavens, and making refugees of long-pampered Gabriel, Michael, and Raphael, against your coming. Here ye strike but splintered hearts together—there, ye shall strike unsplinterable glasses!

Dudas de todas las cosas terrenales e intuiciones de algunas cosas celestiales: esta combinación no produce ni un creyente ni un incrédulo, sino que produce un hombre que las considera a ambas con iguales ojos.

Me parece que mi cuerpo no es más que las heces de mi mejor ser. De hecho, que se lleve mi cuerpo quien quiera, que se lo lleve, digo: no es yo. Y por consiguiente, tres hurras por Nantucket, y que vengan cuando quieran el bote desfondado y el cuerpo desfondado, porque ni el propio Júpiter es capaz de desfondarme el alma.

Fasting makes the body cave in; hence the spirit caves in; and all thoughts born of a fast must necessarily be half-starved. This is the reason why most dyspeptic religionists cherish such melancholy notions about their hereafters. In one word, Queequeg; hell is an idea first born on an undigested apple-dumpling; and since then perpetuated through the hereditary dyspepsias nurtured by Ramadans.

Prayer draws us near to our own souls.

Me parece que hemos confundido mucho esta cuestión de la Vida y la Muerte. Me parece que lo que llaman mi sombra aquí en la tierra es mi substancia auténtica. Me parece que, al mirar las cosas espirituales, somo demasiado como ostras que observan el sol a través del agua y piensan que la densa agua es la mas fina de las atmosferas.

No man can ever feel his own identity aright excepr his eyes be closed; as if darkness were indeed the proper element of our essence, though light be more congenial to our clayey part.

Faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope.

Each silent worshipper seemed purposely sitting apart from the other, as if each silent grief were insular and incommunicable.

Ego non baptiso te in nomine...but make out the rest yourself.

Porque ningún hombre puede sentir bien su propia identidad si no es con los ojos cerrados; como si la tiniebla fuera efectivamente el elemento adecuado de nuestras esencias, aunque la luz sea mas afín a nuestra parte arcillosa.

In the midst of the personified impersonal, a personality stands here. Though but a point at best; whencesoe'er I came; wheresoe'er I go; yet while I earthly live, the queenly personality lives in me, and feels her royal rights.

your heart beat in my ribs and mine in yours, and both in God's

But God is everywhere; Tarshish he never reached.