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Quotes About Purity

As our hearts become pure, our vision becomes clearer.
~ Heidi Baker
Peace, then, be unto everyone who becomes a teacher of peace. For peace is the acknowledgment of perfect purity from which no one is excluded.
~ Helen Schucman
5 Y cuando miramos en nuestro interior, vemos brillar la pureza del Cielo en nuestro reflejo del Amor de nuestro Padre.
~ Helen Schucman
The holy instant is the result of your determination to be holy. 2It is the answer. 3The desire to have it and the willingness to let it come precede its coming.
~ Helen Schucman
I strive for an architecture from which nothing can be taken away.
~ Helmut Jahn
Blessed be childhood which brings down something of heaven into the midst of our rough earthliness.
~ Henri F. Amiel
What I dream of is an art that is equilibrated, pure and calm, free of disturbing subject matter, an art that can be for any intellectual worker, for the business man or the writer, a means of soothing the soul, something like a comfortable armchair in which one can rest from physical fatigue.
~ Henri Matisse
What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity devoid of troubling or depressing subject matter - a soothing, calming influence on the mind, rather like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.
~ Henri Matisse
You study, you learn, but you guard the original naïveté. It has to be within you, as desire for drink is within the drunkard or love is within the lover.
~ Henri Matisse
Tu peux être tranquille. Il reste du limpide en toi. En une seule vie tu n'as pas pu tout souiller.
~ Henri Michaux
If you would be pure, saturate yourself with the Word of God.
~ Henrietta C. Mears
Mozart has the classic purity of light and the blue ocean; Beethoven the romantic grandeur which belongs to the storms of air and sea, and while the soul of Mozart seems to dwell on the ethereal peaks of Olympus, that of Beethoven climbs shuddering the storm-beaten sides of a Sinai. Blessed be they both! Each represents a moment of the ideal life, each does us good. Our love is due to both.
~ Henri-Frédéric Amiel
For the first time in his life, Mont Blanc for a moment looked to him what it was - a chaos of anarchic and purposeless forces - and he needed days of repose to see it clothe itself again with the illusions of his senses, the white purity of its snows, the splendor of its light, and the infinity of its heavenly peace. Nature was kind; Lake Geneva was beautiful beyond itself, and the Alps put on charms real as terrors.
~ Henry Adams
extirp all errors, heresies, and other enormities and
~ Henry Bettenson
É a pureza, e não a estabilidade, o princípio fundador desta conceção de ordem mundial.
~ Henry Kissinger
In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity.
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In character, in manner, in style, in all the things, the supreme excellence is simplicity
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Truth dont require the aid ov elegant and high stepping words, tew express its force, or buty, it iz like water, tastes better out ov a wooden bucket, than it duz out ov a golden goblet.
~ Henry Wheeler Shaw
Liberty, like chastity, once lost, can never be regained in its original purity.
~ Henry Wheeler Shaw
In spite of death, he felt the need of life and love. He felt that love saved him from despair, and that this love, under the menace of despair, had become still stronger and purer. The one mystery of death, still unsolved, had scarcely passed before his eyes, when another mystery had arisen, as insoluble, urging him to love and to life.
~ Leo Tolstoy
He wanted and needed their love, but felt none towards them. He now had neither love nor humility nor purity
~ Leo Tolstoy
He was nine years old; he was a child; he he knew his own soul, it was precious to him, he guarded it as the eyelid guards the eye, and without the key of love he let no one into his soul.
~ Leo Tolstoy
Tout était si beau, joyeux et pur dans la maison ; mais dans son âme tout était laid, sale, horrible.
~ Leo Tolstoy
Did the Toyon not see that he, too, had been born like the others—with bright, open eyes, in which heaven and earth were reflected, and with a pure heart which was ready to hearken to all that was beautiful in the world. And if he longed now to hide his miserable and shameful self underground, it was no fault of his, nor did he know whose fault it was. The one thing he knew was that there was no patience left in his heart.
~ Leo Tolstoy