Quotes About Transcendence

But though there were different names for God in all the different languages in the world and God understood what all the people who prayed said in their different languages still God remained always the same God and God's real name was God.

Know all men, he said, time's ruins build eternity's mansions.

He would fade into something impalpable under her eyes and then in a moment he would be transfigured. Weakness and timidity and inexperience would fall from him in that magic moment.

And as no man knows the ubicity of his tumulus nor to what processes we shall thereby be ushered nor whether to Tophet or to Edenville in the like way is all hidden when we would backward see from what region of remoteness the whatness of our whoness hath fetched his whenceness.

His soul had arisen from the grave of boyhood, spurning her grave-clothes. Yes! Yes! Yes! He would create proudly out of the freedom and power of his soul, as the great artificer whose name he bore, a living thing, new and soaring and beautiful, impalpable, imperishable.

What is a ghost? Stephen said with tingling energy. One who has faded into impalpability through death, through absence, through change of manners.

All my senses seemed to desire to veil themselves and, feeling that I was about to slip from them, I pressed the palms of my hands together until they trembled, murmuring: "O love! O love!" many times.

Any object, intensely regarded, may be a gate of access to the incorruptible eon of the gods.

God and the Blessed Virgin were too far from him: God was too great and stern and the Blessed Virgin too pure and holy.

I am caught in this burning scene. Pan's hour, the faunal noon. Among gumheavy serpentplants, milkoozing fruits, where on the tawny waters leaves lie wide. Pain is far.

Hushkah, a horn! Gadolmagtog! God es El?

She passed into his soul forever.

The artist, like the God of creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.

YaÅŸlan?p ac?nas? bir ÅŸekilde eriyip tükenmektense bir tutkunun ihtiÅŸam?yla öteki dünyaya göçmek daha iyiydi.

A sua alma desfalecia languidamente enquanto ele ouvia a neve cair suavemente em todo o universo e cair suavemente, como a descida do seu fim derradeiro, sobre todos os vivos e os mortos.

In woman's womb word is made flesh but in the spirit of the maker all flesh that passes becomes the word that shall not pass away.

He had not died but had faded out like a film in the Sun. He had been lost or had wandered out of existence for he no longer existed.

Those who have "died" and returned usually report being met and guided by people they know very well—even those already dead many years.

his motor control still functioned but his soul went somewhere else.

I read a poem once that had a line in it about a white radiance that stains eternity.

he saw no fence between this world and the one that lay behind it.

Whereas underprivileged strata of society religiously hope for a better future, the overprivileged, disavowing any idea of transcendence, "live for the present by exploiting their great past.

God is the color of water. Water doesn't have a color.

Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it, but while I drink, I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its current slides away, but eternity remains. I would drink deeper, fish in the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars.