Quotes About Spirituality

I was using, I tell her. And God was my drug dealer. She doesn't get it. Tripping on my own brain chemicals. The dope I was doing was already inside.

It's kind of like religion. It gives us comfort to believe we have defined something that is, by its very nature, indefinable. As to whether or not we've gotten it right, well, it's all a matter of faith.

Death, as they say, doesn't just make all the world kin, it makes all religions one.

Death doesn't just make all the world kin, it makes all religions one

A person don't got a soul until that person is loved. If a mother loves her baby--wants her baby--it's got a soul from the moment she knows it's there. The moment you're loved, that's when you got your soul.

Now he's far away, floating in the clouds, playing Scrabble with the Dalai Lama, but wouldn't you know it, all the tiles are in Tibetan.

We're Pentupcostal because we're sick of all the hypocrisy.

What must it have been like to believe in something greater than oneself? To accept imperfection and look to a rising vision of all we could never be? It must have been comforting.

For isn't it the mission of a prophet to not just bridge the gap between humanity and deity, but to also bridge the gap between life and death?

Abolishers of the soul (materialists) are necessarily abolishers of hell, they, certainly, are interested. At all events, they are people who fear to live again--lazy people.

Music pierces the sky.

Celui dont les pensers, comme des alouettes, Vers les cieux le matin prennent un libre essor, — Qui plane sur la vie, et comprend sans effort Le langage des fleurs et des choses muettes !

Even if it were proven that God didn't exist, Religion would still be Saintly and Divine.

Il est plus difficile d'aimer Dieu que de croire en lui.

La necedad, el error, el pecado, la tacañería, Ocupan nuestros espíritus y trabajan nuestros cuerpos, Y alimentamos nuestros amables remordimientos, Como los mendigos nutren su miseria.

Il est l'heure de s'enivrer! Pour n'être pas les esclaves martyrisé du Temps, Enivrez-vous! Enivrez sans cesse! De vin, poésie ou de vertu, à votre guise

La poésie est ce qui existe de plus réel, c'est ce qui est complètement vrai dans un autre monde .

For truly, Lord, the clearest proofs That we can give of our nobility, Are these impassioned sobs that through the ages roll, And die away upon the shore of your Eternity.

Nos peches sont tetus, nos repentirs sont laches; Nous nous faisons payer grassement nos aveux, Et nous rentrons gaiement dans le chemin bourbeux, Croyant par de vils pleurs laver toutes nos taches. (33)

Il n'existe que trois êtres respectables: le prêtre, le guerrier, le poète. Savoir, tuer et créer.

On peut chercher dans Dieu le complice et l'ami qui manquent toujours. Dieu est l'éternel confident dans cette tragédie dont chacun est le héros.

Show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually clean kitchen, and 8 times out of 9 I'll show you a man with detestable spiritual qualities.

show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually dirty kitchen, and 5 times out of 9 I'll show you an exceptional man. show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually clean kitchen, and 8 times out of 9 I'll show you a man with detestable spiritual qualities.

There would never be a way for me to live comfortably with people. Maybe I'd become a monk. I'd pretend to believe in God and live in a cubicle, play an organ and stay drunk on wine. Nobody would fuck with me. I could go into a cell for months of meditation where I wouldn't have to look at anybody and they could just send in the wine.