Quotes About God

He said, I am a man, and that meant certain things to Juana. It meant that he was half insane and half god.

Ah, the prayers of the millions, how they must fight and destroy each other on their way to the throne of God.

He had said, I am a man, and that meant certain things to Juana. It meant that he was half insane and half god. It meant that Kino would drive his strength against a mountain and plunge his strength against the sea. Juana, in her woman's soul, knew that the mountain would stand while the man broke himself; that the sea would surge while the man drowned in it. And yet it was this thing that made him a man, half insane and half god, and Juana had need of a man; she could not live without a man.

Only God sees the sparrow fall, but even God doesn't do anything about it.

Tell 'em to God. Don' go burdenin' other people with your sins. That ain't decent.

Sure I got sins. Ever'body got sins. A sin is somepin you ain't sure about. Them people that's sure about ever'thing an' ain't got no sin-- well, with that kind a son-of-a-bitch, if I was God I'd kick their ass right outa heaven! I couldn' stand 'em!

He had said, I am a man, and that meant certain things to Juana. It meant that he was half insane and halfgod

You're jest one person, an' they's a lot of other folks. You git to your proper place. I knowed people built theirself up with sin till they figgered they was big mean shucks in the sight a the Lord. You ain't big enough or mean enough to worry God much.

If he considered God at all, he thought of Him as an old and honored general, retired and gray, living among remembered battles and putting wreaths on the graves of his lieutenants several times a year.

And their greed was for gold or God. They collected souls as they collected jewels.

Why do we so dread to think of our species as a species? Can it be that we are afraid of what we may find? That human self-love would suffer too much and that the image of God might prove to be a mask? This could be only partly true, for if we could cease to wear the image of a kindly, bearded, interstellar dictator, we might find ourselves true images of his kingdom, our eves the nebulae, and universes in our cells.

I am grieved at what you tell me, said Pellinore, but I believe that God can change destiny. I must have faith in that.

Pearls were accidents, and the finding of one was luck, a little pat on the back by God or the gods or both.

I thought that once an angry and disgusted God poured molten fire from a crucible to destroy or to purify his little handiwork of mud. I thought I had inherited both the scars of the fire and the impurities which made the fire necessary—all inherited, I thought. All inherited. Do you feel that way?

Rosasharn, you're jest one person, an' they's a lot of other folks. You git to your proper place. I knowed people built theirself up with sin till they figgered they was big mean shucks in the sight a the Lord. But, Ma—— No. Jes' shut up an' git to work. You ain't big enough or mean enough to worry God much. An' I'm gonna give you the back a my han' if you don' stop this pickin' at yourself.

Sen belki bütün gece gezmeyi saÄŸl?kl? buluyorsundur ama Yüce Tanr?m?z bu konuda ne uygun görürse onu yapacak. Liza Hamilton'la Yüce Tanr?m?z'?n hemen her konuda benzer görüÅŸleri olduÄŸu herkesin malumuydu.

Down towards one end of the village, among the small houses, a dog complained about the cold and the loneliness. He raised his nose to his god and gave a long and fulsome account of the state of the world as it applied to him. He was a practiced singer with a full bell throat and great versatility of range and control.

In our time mass or collective production has entered our economics, our politics, and even our religion, so that some nations have substituted the idea collective for the idea God.

YaÅŸamayan insanlara cennet umudundan nas?l söz edilebilir? Kendi ruhlar? çiÄŸnendiÄŸi, kederlere gömüldüÄŸü bir anda onlara nas?l Allah'tan söz edilebilir? Onlar?n yard?ma ihtiyac? var. Ölüme boyun eÄŸmeden önce yaÅŸamalar? gerek.

Who am I? This or the other? Am I one person today and tomorrow another? Am I both at once? A hypocrite before others, And before myself a contemptibly woebegone weakling? . . . Who am I? They mock me, these lonely questions of mine. Whoever I am, Thou knowest, O God, I am Thine!2 Bonhoeffer's question "Who am I?

People go around mourning the death of God; it's the death of sssin that bothers me. Without ssin, people aren't people any more, they're just ssoul-less sheep.

Let us not mock God with metaphor, Analogy, sidestepping, transcendence; Making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the Faded credulity of earlier ages: Let us walk through the door.

That's why we love disaster, Harry sees it, puts us back in touch with guilt and sends us crawling back to God

Do you think God wants a waterfall to be a tree?