Quotes About Significance

God wants to see human beings, not ghosts who shun the world. In the whole of world history there is only one real significant hour ... the present ... if you want to find eternity, you must serve the times.

But since logic dictates that God could have saved the Israelites from Pharaoh's army in an infinity of ways, and in ways infinitely subtler than parting the Red Sea, it is obvious that he didn't part the Red Sea to save the Israelites as much as he parted the Red Sea to communicate himself to the Israelites.

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Alt ist, was man vergessen hat. Und das Unvergeßliche war gestern. Der Maßtab ist nicht die Uhr, sondern der Wert. Und das Wertvollste, ob lustig oder traurig, ist die Kindheit. Vergeß das Unverglißliche nicht! Diesen Rat kan man, glaub ich, nicht früh genug geben.

Its link with the transpersonal invests a mindless natural occurrence with the solemn significance of a ritual act.

Life is a game one has got to play. It can be a very versatile performance, though. We have to find out, how we would like to take part in the game and what role we wish to play. By discovering what we want to achieve, we try to give significance to our life. In this way we understand how we see ourselves and can realize if we actually own our life or if it is ruled by other people. ("Life untitled" )

It's easy to assume that because what we are doing is familiar, we are the least valuable part of the church. But God doesn't see it that way. And we need to remember the sacredness of what we are doing as we mother.

What do you mean, something important? It's the middle of the night! -Sandstorm

The world is so big! What we do matters to us, but there is always something more happening in a different place.

We need to find out what the vanishing sun means.

Yes," he mewed. "It matters very much . . . to me.

We've called the gray one Dovekit

I love you,Nora. Whatever happens, promise me you'll remember that. I don't care why you came into my life,only that you did. I don't remember all the things i did wrong. I remember what i did right, I remember you. You made my life meaningful. You made my life special.

The plainest row of books that cloth or paper ever covered is more significant of refinement than the most elaborately carved furniture.

I'm Jessica Proot," I said, self-consciously releasing her hand. "Dzhesica?" she savored the awkward name doubtfully. "I call you Lapochka, for small." "What does it mean?" I asked. "Means: hand of cat." "Of cat?

People who pay attention to what matters most in their lives, and who learn to ignore everything else, assume a freedom that is highly creative as well as potentially dangerous in contemporary society. Having abandoned everything of insignificance, they have nothing to lose. Apart from being faithful to their God, they no longer care what happens to them.

But always remember that in the end, love and family are the only things that really matter.

You could never be just any girl . And it has nothing to do with the fact that you're famous.' His hand tightened on hers. 'You're very special, Nicola. Very, very special.

Ah, think not meanly of yourselves, and sink into no common mass of being, as if your individuality were ever destructible or not all significant. You are bounded and confined by the impassable limits of that mystery we call "ourselves."

He was calling it an atonic seizure because, even if he didn't know why it had happened, it was important to give it a cool name.

But I've learned that just because something isn't real doesn't mean it's not important.

If you would not be forgotten as soon as you are dead and rottin', either write things width reading or do things worth writing.

Spelling a person's name is the first step toward killing him. It takes him apart and empties him of meaning. This is why God is afraid to have his name spelled.

After a while, when nothing happened, when no reprisals fell on us, it seemed that nothing significant had happened. Some of us began to distrust our memories. We began to think that we had collectively dreamt up the fevers of that night. It wouldn't be the first or the last time. Meanwhile, the river of wild jaguars flowed below the surface of our hungry roads.