Quotes About Creation

It a Writer births the baby, then a Producer raises the child and sends it off to school.

Even though your film is in the can, the real work begins after...

The flower inside the fruit that is both its parent and its child. Decadent as ancestors. The portal and that which passes. Nuclear devices activated, and the machine keeps pushing time through the cogs, like paste into strings into paste again, and only the machine keeps using time to make time to make time. And when the machine stops, time was an illusion that we created free will.

Just as the moon derives the light it reflects from the sun, so the rational human mind derives a created ability to know from its origin, God.

Now that modern Western culture is itself starting to abandon rigid gender divisions and polarities, to challenge its customary sharp distinction between animal and human, and to admit to fluidity in the making and remaking of individual identity, it is beginning to perceive the same patterns in the creations of the Palaeolithic.

Marriage is not a human invention. Nor is it some uniquely Christian idea. Marriage is central to the order of creation. Marriage and the nuclear and extended families that flow from marriage are simply the way the Creator designed reality. Marriage and family are universal human institutions essential to the well-being of all people everywhere.

You know who's one of the great beauties of the world—according to everybody—and I helped create her? Ivanka. My daughter, Ivanka. She's six feet tall, she's got the best body." (Ivanka was twenty-one at the time.)

Christians have too easily, and too often, fallen into the trap of supposing that the nonhuman creation has worth only as it serves human purposes. This, however, is not a biblical perspective.

God's miracles are to be found in nature itself; the wind and waves, the wood that becomes a tree - all of these are explained biologically, but behind them is the hand of God.

In all this flurry of false scientism, the central question went unaddressed: if the possession of a penis and outsize brain were the distinguishing marks of the lords of creation, why was the world not rules by whales?

Isn't it amazing how we always have to put our mark on things? And how, from the natural world, we find evidence over and over again that reminds us, not so much of the birds, but of our own stories and our own kinds of art?

The trees were having a last bedtime drink of the great waters that flowed along down there. Like him, before they went to sleep. Beneath that layer of water he sensed beings. They moved so slowly that humans were usually not aware of their existence. But he did feel their movements down in those regions. And yet deeper, far deeper, below those beings, there was the fire of creation, which had been buried at the center of the earth by stars.

Where are we bound? Is it any different, in fact, from where we were going in the first place? Perhaps all of creation from the coddling moth to the elephant was just a grandly detailed thought that God was engrossed in elaborating upon, when suddenly God fell asleep. We are an idea, then. Maybe God has decided that we are not an idea worth thinking anymore.

And yet deeper, far deeper, below those beings, there was the fire of creation, which had been buried at the center of the earth by stars.

She told the holy stories and the funny stories, the aadizookaanag that explained how the world came into being, how it continued to be made.

jiggered-together adaptations.

Writing is to put love into the world.

Your thoughts and beliefs of the past have created this moment, and all the moments up to this moment. What you are now choosing to believe and think and say will create the next moment and the next day and the next month and the next year.

Every thought we think is creating our future.

Architecture is the alpha principle of all arts.

They'd put their flesh and spirit into that house of theirs, like a snail. But the snail doesn't know what he's doing. The

She always said that flowers were incidental; if we loved the earth, we couldn't help but bring forth beautiful things.

An artist should appear in his work no more than God in nature. The man is nothing; the work is everything.

I love my garden, and I love working in it. To potter with green growing things, watching each day to see the dear, new sprouts come up, is like taking a hand in creation, I think. Just now my garden is like faith - the substance of things hoped for.