Quotes About Reflection

To have God speak to the heart is a majestic experience, an experience that people may miss if they monopolize the conversation and never pause to hear God's responses.

God be thanked for books! They are the voices of the distant and the dead.

Don't let past mistakes keep you from seeking God

The world appears very little to a soul that contemplates the greatness of God.

I cannot imagine a God who rewards and punishes the objects of his creation and is but a reflection of human frailty.

The vast majority of mankind never gives a thought of gratitude towards God for all His care and blessings.

We must not be concerned only with that which troubles us, but with all that troubles God.

I will thank God for the day and the moment I have.

The face you have at age 25 is the face God gave you, but the face you have after 50 is the face you earned.

The devil is God's ape!

Hell begins on the day when God grants us a clear vision of all that we might have achieved, of all the gifts which we have wasted, of all that we might have done which we did not do.

They that know God will be humble. They that know themselves cannot be proud.

Instead of holding on to the Biblical view that we are made in the image of God, we come to realize that we are made in the image of the monkey.

Listen to yourself and in that quietude you might hear the voice of God.

God is the partner of your most intimate soliloquies

When you see God in everyone, then they see God in you.

Often, without being at all aware of it, men judge themselves, not by God's rule, but by their own.

If you are weary of some sleepy form of devotion, probably God is as weary of it as you are.

The discipline of daily devotion to God undergirds decisions.

God is not remote from us. He is at the point of my pen, my (pick) shovel, my paint brush, my (sewing) needle - and my heart and thoughts.

Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea! How did it exist? I am glad I was not born before tea.

I go to dance clubs...about once a year just to justify the other 364 days I spend in my apartment going 'God, what idiots!'

WHEN YOU BOW deeply to the universe, it bows back; when you call out the name of God, it echoes inside you.

Why does one always ask a writer why they stopped? I am sure everyone finds in any drawer a few dear poems.