Quotes About Spirituality

Sa fi jurat ca sufletul, e si el, un animal cu plamani si nari, ca are nevoie de mult oxigen si ca se inabusa in praf si printre prea numeroase rasuflari

If you have faith, a splinter from an old door will become a holy relic. And if you have no faith the entire holy cross will become an old door.

On the way between nothingness and God, we dance and weep.

Dios es un incendio, hermano León. Arde. Y nosotros ardemos con Él.

The bishop escorted Francis a short distance out into the courtyard. Bending over, he said to him in a hushed voice, careful Francis. You're overdoing it. That's how one finds God, Bishop. Francis answered. The bishop shook his head. Even virtue needs moderation; otherwise it can become arrogance. Man stands within the bounds of moderation; God stands outside them. I am heading for God, Bishop. said Francis, and he proceeded hastily towards the street door. He had no time to lose.

The seed is saved—what do we mean by "saved"? It frees the God within it by blossoming, by bearing fruit, by returning to earth once more. Let us help the seed to save itself. 20.

Zorba sighed. He lit a cigarette, took one or two puffs and then threw it away. My country, you say?… You believe all the rubbish your books tell you…? Well, I'm the one you should believe. So long as there are countries, man will stay like an animal, a ferocious animal… But I am delivered from all that, God be praised! It's finished for me! What about you?

Everything seems to have a soul – wood, stones, the wine we drink and the earth we tread on. Everything, do you hear me, absolutely everything.

If today I were to choose a spiritual guide from the whole wide world—a "guru," as they say in India, a "venerable father" as the monks say at Mount Athos—the one I would choose without fail would be Zorba.

I lack nothing, I tell you!" "Nothing?" I asked. "Not even heaven?" He lowered his head and was silent. But after a moment: "Heaven is too high for me. The earth is good, exceptionally good–and near me!" "Nothing is nearer to us than heaven. The earth is beneath our feet and we tread upon it, but heaven is within us.

there are those who aim at living the life of the entire universe - everything, men, animals, trees, stars, we are all one, we are all one substance involved in the same terrible struggle. What struggle?... Turning matter into spirit.

Death is not a door which closes; it is a door which opens. It opens, and you enter." "Enter where?" "The bosom of God.

And - God forgive me - I believe I am happy.

Semnul lasat de Dumnezeu cand atinge omul se numeste moarte.

Devenise ceva obisnuit, facea acest lucru in fiecare zi, ba chiar de mai multe ori pe zi, aducand trupul si sangele lui Hristos, ajutandu-i pe oameni sa dea fata cu moartea. Mureau impacati, dar parintele Iannaros nu uita vaietele, cuvintele lor de pe urma, lumina ochilor care se stingea, si nu putea sa se impace; mortii nu mai conteneau sa moara in sufletul lui.

As if Christ were a medicine to be taken only when gravely ill, and of no use so long as you can have a good time, eat, drink and make love.

Quand ma bouche défaille sur Ton corps, j'ai pitié de Tes pauvres lèvres et de Tes yeux purs et de Ton front blanc et de Ta poitrine qui ne renferme que de l'amour. J'ai pitié de Toi, parce que je Te salis tout entière parce que je sens que mes lèvres sont souillées et ne sont pas lavées de tous les livres qu'elles ont lus et qu'elles ressemblent à des chenilles qui tachent de leurs baisers, les feuilles des lys. ~ P 55 - 56

Tanr? bir uçurumdur.

God shouts: "Burn your houses! I am coming! Whoever has a house cannot receive me! 29. Ã¢â'¬Å"Burn your ideas, smash your thoughts! Whoever has found the solution cannot find me. 30. Ã¢â'¬Å"I love the hungry, the restless, the vagabonds. They are the ones who brood eternally on hunger, on rebellion, on the endless road—on ME! 31. Ã¢â'¬Å"I am coming! Leave your wives, your children, your ideas, and follow me. I am the great Vagabond.

Everything is of God, he reflected; everything has two meanings, one manifest, one hidden.

Fill this cup to that love that never changes, never! Fill this cup to the love that goes on living forever! To the love that has been purified by earthly woes and at last with everlasting bliss... divinely glows!

I don't pray because it makes sense to pray. I pray because my life doesn't make sense without prayer.

I think of the separation between life and paradise as a river. If there are many bridges that cross the river, should it be of great concern to God which bridge the traveler chooses - Mirdin

He realized the lesson was that science can take medicine only so far. Then it is helped tremendously if there is faith or belief in something else.