Quotes About Creation

Poetry is a subset of a Cosmos, which in itself, is a poem.

On the wisdom with which we bring science to bear in the war against disease, in the creation of new industries, and in the strengthening of our Armed Forces depends in large measure our future as a nation.

The universe is not going to see someone like you again in the entire history of creation.

Unendo le loro giovinezze, amandosi, Ugo e Gesuina hanno rotto i ponti con tutta una parte del loro passato che li aveva attardati in emozioni precarie, in avventure innaturali ove anche i loro sentimenti si erano smarriti e adulterati. E se l'amore è il fondersi di due pianeti che si cercavano nello spazio del giorno della Creazione, essi formano adesso un'unica luce.

I've forged you into stars Under the vault of my skull

I am not an ape, I am a man. The world has been created by God. Man has been created by God. It is not possible for man to understand God - God understands God. Man is God and therefore understands God. I am God. I am a man. I am good and not a beast. I am an animal with reason. I have flesh, I *am* flesh, I am not descended from flesh. Flesh is created by God. I am God. I am God. I am God.

At this time of the year it seems that everything ought to be creative, not destructive, and that we should encourage things to live and not die.

Don't look for a soul mate. Make one -- out of the complex fabric of the human being already with you. Instructions are never included. They vary with the strength of your ability to see, the measure of your selective blindness, the limits of your mercy, and the intensity of your desire.

Creativity is not so much a boundless well, but an all-you-can-eat buffet of elements for your creative endeavor. Eventually you've eaten your fill, and it's time to digest and then make something. But at some point, it will be time to return to the restaurant.

The other day, when I was deciding where to place a mountain range, how to make a river's flow detour around underground stalactite caves, and what precise color to give the sky at sunset, I realized I was God... or an artist and a writer.

For, what is order without common sense, but Bedlam's front parlor? What is imagination without common sense, but the aspiration to out-dandy Beau Brummell with nothing but a bit of faded muslin and a limp cravat? What is Creation without common sense, but a scandalous thing without form or function, like a matron with half a dozen unattached daughters? And God looked upon the Creation in all its delightful multiplicity, and saw that, all in all, it was quite Amiable.

Know, child, that the One God—He is so vast that He cannot be moved, else the Universe falls. Nor can He answer, for the very act of opening His Mouth is Movement, indeed the greatest Act of all, for it is the Word. And this is precisely why He has made an infinity of lesser gods, creating them in His own image, so that we can do the lesser things on His behalf. We are His hands and arms and feet and mouths. We are His answers to your prayers, enacted along the great Framework of Being.

The person who is content with the sparse description in Genesis 1 knows that the first six days were like our days within providence, but also unlike, because they were days of God's activity of initially creating instead of his activity of providential sustaining.

Half-assed programming was a time-filler that, like knitting, must date to the beginning of the human experience. Of

welts long enough for them to grow eyes. Nature does indeed prefer that cobblies be created right before the Dark.

For you and everything alive inside of you, I write, and write.

The poet is a little god.

The Goddess of all Things rose naked from Chaos and found nowhere to place her foot. Separating the sea from the sky, she brooded over the waters until she gave birth to life-Herself.

There is energy released from within that carries with it the power to heal. First destruction, then creation… The fire burns through the old structures eradicating them, transmuting their energies to a higher vibrational level. Then the creative energy released from the destruction allows for the cure of whatever ails the body.

When we read, we start at the beginning and continue until we reach the end. When we write, we start in the middle and fight our way out.

God created the flirt as soon as he made the fool.

Nature has made a pebble and a female. The lapidary makes the diamond, and the lover makes the woman.

One is not idle because one is absorbed. There is both visible and invisible labor. To contemplate is to toil, to think is to do. The crossed arms work, the clasped hands act. The eyes upturned to Heaven are an act of creation.

You have created a new thrill.