Quotes About Spirituality

I cannot tell you if the dead, Who loved us fondly when on earth, Walk by our side, sit at our hearth, By ties of old affection led.... But this I know--in many dreams They come to us from realms afar, And leave the golden gates ajar Through which immortal glory streams.

All human love is a faint type of God's; An echoing note from a harmonious whole; A feeble spark from an undying flame; A single drop from an unfathomed sea: But God's is infinite; it fills the earth And heaven, and the broad, trackless realms of space.

There was a long silence, during which Father Marco's thoughts finally drifted from the matter of wealth to the matter of God—few minds can entertain both subjects at once.

How hard the believers make it to get into heaven, I thought, when they have all this right here.

The fountain has not played itself out, the Flame still shines, the River still flows, the Spring still bubbles forth, the Light has not faded. But between us and It, there is a veil which is more like fifty feet of solid concrete. Deus absconditus. Or we have absconded.

The Lotus opens. Movement from earth, through water, from fire to air. Out and in beyond life and death now, beyond inner and outer, sense and non-sense, meaning and futility, male and female, being and non-being, Light and darkness, void and full. Beyond all duality, or non-duality, beyond and beyond. Disincarnation. I breathe again.

There will be godstars. And they will be us.

El Amor es un Elemento. --- Akiva

Our priestesses have always taught that divinity, by virtue of its great power, must encompass both beauty and terror.

The monks kept a sharp eye on him, determined to keep him free of sin—and of joy, which, if not explicitly a sin, at least clears a path to it.

A substance so far beyond their ken that they might have been carrion birds pecking at the eyes of god.

Is that all souls are for?" Esmé had asked him earlier. "For when we die?" Mihai could have laughed or cried when she'd asked him that. In all its simplicity her question was like cupped hands holding the meaning of his life. "No," he'd said. "They're for living too.

Is another universe bigger or smaller than the idea of God? Does it matter? If there is a sphere where 'angels' dwell, is it a matter of semantics whether we choose to call it Heaven?

What do you think I live on, rainwater and daydreams?

Det är bara döda själar som drömmer om döden [...]. Det är livet som växer och uppfyller världar. Antingen är det livet man tillber eller döden (s. 78).

No importa lo que me suceda, se dijo a sí misma. Soy una entre un billón. Soy polvo de estrellas reunido momentáneamente en un cuerpo. Me desperdigaré. Algún día, ese polvo se transformará en otras cosas y yo seré libre. Como Brimstone es libre.

Amba, know that in the world I know, the dead do not sleep. They exist in the same sphere as human beings. Remember that while reincarnation may be a pillar of Hinduism and Buddhism, it is not known in Islam. Yet we in Java live with both. We are Javanese because we are both.

Billy Graham was for the hereafter. I'm for the here and now.

any nonsense come out they mouth. Some got the gift to make you laugh out loud, and others preach strong and spread the word of God.

We all have spiritual DNA; wisdom and truth are part of our genetic structure even if we don't always access it.

Many people, even in this country, have material problems because they are concerned for only themselves. Even though society offers many good situations, they are still in the preta realm. I think so, isn't it? You are living in America but you're still living in the preta realm—of the three lower realms, the hungry ghost realm; you are still living in the hungry ghost realm.

There is no miserable place waiting for you, no hell realm, sitting and waiting like Alaska—waiting to turn you into ice cream. But whatever you call it—hell or the suffering realms—it is something that you enter by creating a world of neurotic fantasy and believing it to be real. It sounds simple, but that's exactly what happens.

Kadampa Geshe Chengawa mentioned, A disciple who practices correct devotion to the virtuous friend, even if he is as foolish as a dog or a pig, will have no difficulty in becoming like Manjushri.

They had such unbelievably fixed minds, fixed ideas—strong, unchangeable beliefs that there was just this one life; no understanding that the mind can exist without the body. Their thinking was unbelievably gross. People like this needed something external to break their concepts and enable them to see things more deeply.