Quotes About Substance

No one who is in this world will deny that evils exist. What, then, do we say? That evil is not a living and animated substance, but a condition of the soul which is opposed to virtue and which springs up In the slothful because of their falling away from good.

The society we live in has always taught us to believe that a woman of substance is one who has great virtues and moral values.

If you are visible in the whole film, but there is no depth in your role, then the role is not significant.

Around it, the elements of a world were settling into place. An odd structure. I looked back to the time when I had first built that set, positioning various ghosts there, most of whom had never taken substance. I found my way back there, the same even today. As before, isolation, sadness, the impossibility of my settling down, of accepting one destiny among so many others I'd have found equally uninviting.

Er zijn twee soorten van mensen in de wereld. De ene was van een hard en verpletterend materiaal, de andere integendeel van een doorschijnender en meer sprokkere substantie.

Hope is incomplete and ongoing. Faith is the substance of things hoped for and is complete.

Funny how imperfections on the outside mean something splendid beneath.

But Peter knew it wasn't empty. For one thing he'd left part of himself in it. Not a hand or a nose or a foot, thank God. But things that had no substance but fantastic weight. He'd left his hope there, and trust. He'd left his faith there too. What little he had, he'd lost.

God is the universal substance in existing things. He comprises all things. He is the fountain of all being. In Him exists everything that is.

It is quality rather than quantity that matters.

Why do I not seek some real good one which I could feel, not one which I could display?

Nothing can be created from nothing.

T]he present age, which prefers the sign to the thing signified, the copy to the original[.]

So long as love is not exalted into substance, … an essence, so long there lurks in the background of love a subject who even without love is something by himself, an unloving monster, a diabolical being, [who] … delights in the blood of heretics and unbelievers, - the phantom of religious fanaticism.

Rhetorical bombast, music and song resound, banners wave, flowers and colors serve as symbols, and the leaders seek to attach their followers to their own person. Liberalism has nothing to do with all this. It has no party flower and no party color, no party song and no party idols, no symbols and no slogans. It has the substance and the arguments. These must lead it to victory.

let me tell you what happens when you cook down the syrup of loss over the open fire of sorrow: it solidfies into something wlaw. not grief, like you'd expect, or even regret. no, it gets thick as paste, black as ash; yet it isn't until you dip a finger in and feel that sharp taste dissolving on your tounge that you realize this is angel in its purest form, unrefined; a substance to be weighed and measyred and spread.

Let me tell you what happens when you cook down the syrup of loss over the open fire of sorrow: It solidifies into something else. Not grief, like you'd expect, or even regret. No, it gets thick as paste, black as ash; yet it isn't until you dip a finger in and feel that sharp taste dissolving on your tongue that you realize this is anger in its purest form, unrefined; a substance to be weighed and measured and spread.

The enjoyment of God is the only happiness with which our souls can be satisfied. To go to heaven, fully to enjoy God, is infinitely better than the most pleasant accommodations here. Fathers and mothers, husbands, wives, or children, or the company of earthly friends, are but shadows; but God is the substance. These are but scattered beams, but God is the sun. These are but streams, but God is the fountain. These are but drops; but God is the ocean.16

Only a few things in life matter a little. The rest don't matter at all.

A great character will always make you more attractive than someone who only has a great face but no substance.

Everything but a life can be replaced.

Don't think too much of style.

But clay and clay differs in dignity, Whose dust is both alike.

We are assuming that we exist, that there is reality, and that the matter of which we are made is real.