Quotes About Spirituality

We're asleep, said Suni. Just walking and talking, eating and shitting. Sound asleep. And we have to be that way, of course, said Anne. It's the human equivalent of fallowness. Spiritual hibernation, said Suni.

All my life I never care what people thought bout nothing I did,' I say. 'But deep down in my heart I care about God. What he going to think. And come to find out, he don't think. Just sit up there glorying in being deef, I reckon. But it ain't easy, trying to do without God. Even if you know he ain't there, trying to do without him is a strain.

God is inside you and inside everybody else. You come into the world with God. But only them that search for it inside find it. And sometimes it just manifest itself even if you not looking, or don't know what you looking for.

Then, just when I know I can live content without Shug, just when Mr. _ done ast me to marry him again, this time in the spirit as well as in the flesh, and just after I say Naw, I still don't like frogs, but let's be friends, Shug write me she coming home. Now. Is this life or not? I be so calm. If she come, I be happy. If she don't, I be content. And then I figure this the lesson I was suppose to learn.

She say, Celie, tell the truth, have you ever found God in church? I never did. I just found a bunch of folks hoping for him to show. Any God I ever felt in church I brought in with me.

En toda mi vida, nunca me ha preocupado lo que la gente pensara de mí, le digo. Pero, en el fondo de mi corazón, me preocupaba mucho lo que pensara Dios. Y ahora veo que no piensa. Sólo está allí sentado, tan contento de ser sordo. Pero no creas que es fácil tratar de pasar sin Dios. Aunque una sepa que no existe, es duro darle la espalda.

I would have thought that a book that begins "Dear God" would immediately have been identified as a book about the desire to encounter, to hear from, the Ultimate Ancestor. Perhaps it is a sign of our times that this was infrequently the case.

Some realities drive us to our knees and since I was there already before my altar I unwrapped and lit the beeswax candles I acquired for you.

De todos modos, ese Dios al que yo rezaba y al que escribía cartas es un hombre. Y como todos los hombres, es desconsiderado, olvidadizo e indiferente.

I believe God is everything, say Shug. Everything that is or ever was or ever will be. And when you feel that, and be happy to feel that, you've found It.

She'd thought him very old. He was young though, only in his forties. How was it possible he felt confident, in helping others, to attempt so much? Was it because the world was in such bad shape, the young must activate the ancient within themselves and the older must activate youth? On a spiritual level was there any difference?

I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it. People think pleasing God is all God care about. But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back.

Mientras pueda decir D-i-o-s, sabré que hay alguien conmigo.

tell the truth, have you ever found God in church? I never did. I just found a bunch of folks hoping for him to show. Any God I ever felt in church I brought in with me. And I think all the other folks did too. They come to church to share God, not find God.

She say, My first step from the old white man was trees. Then air. Then birds. Then other people. But one day when I was sitting quiet and feeling like a motherless child, which I was, it come to me: that feeling of being part of everything, not separate at all. I knew that if I cut a tree, my arm would bleed.

Once us feel loved by God, us do the best us can to please him with what us like.

I was by myself in this frightening place and SHE WAS NOT THERE! my heart sank. I had never felt more alone in my life, and then, just when I was on the point of dying of loneliness and lack of direction, I wailed: ;I: Oh, Grandmother, you are not here! And she said: But you are.

Has encontrado a Dios alguna vez en la iglesia? Yo, nunca. Solo a un puñado de gente que espera que se les manifieste. Si alguna vez he encontrado a Dios en la iglesia es porque ya lo llevaba conmigo. Y lo mismo le pasa a los demás. La gente va a la iglesia a compartir a Dios, o a buscarlo.

Man corrupt everything, say Shug. He on your box of grits, in your head, and all over the radio. He try to make you think he everywhere. Soon as you think he everywhere, you think he God. But he ain't. Whenever you trying to pray, and man plop himself on the other end of it, tell him to git lost, say Shug. Conjure up flowers, wind, water, a big rock.

God love all them feelings. That's some of the best stuff God did. And when you know God loves 'em you enjoys 'em a lot more. You can just relax, go with everything that's going, and praise God by liking what you like.

Trying to chase that old white man out of my head. I been so busy thinking bout him I never truly notice nothing God make. Not a blade of corn (how it do that?) not the color purple (where it come from?). Not the little wildflowers. Nothing.

the book's intent: to explore the difficult path of someone who starts out in life already a spiritual captive, but who, through her own courage and the help of others, breaks free into the realization that she, like Nature itself, is a radiant expression of the heretofore perceived as quite distant Divine.

A mí me parece que Dios se mosquearía si al pasar por un campo no vieras el color púrpura. ¿Y qué hace Dios cuando se mosquea? Oh, seguramente busca otra forma de agradarte.

A mí me parece que Dios se mosquearía si al pasar por un campo no vieras el color púrpura.