Quotes About God

The man, he believed with an instant effortlessness which would have impressed even a Scientologist, must be a God of some kind to arouse such fervour.

The argument goes something like this: 'I refuse to prove that I exist,' says God, 'for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing.' 'But,' says Man, 'The Babel fish is a dead giveaway, isn't it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't. QED.' 'Oh dear,' says God, 'I hadn't thought of that,' and promptly vanished in a puff of logic.

as he drove on, the rain clouds dragged down the sky after him for, though he did not know it, Rob McKenna was a Rain God. All he knew was that his working days were miserable and he had a succession of lousy holidays. All the clouds knew was that they loved him and wanted to be near him, to cherish him and to water him.

Oh dear,' says God, 'I hadn't thought of that,' and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic.

But she was finding it increasingly easy to believe that God, if there was a God, and if it was remotely possible that any godlike being who could order the disposition of particles at the creation of the Universe would also be interested in directing traffic on the M4, did not want her to fly to Norway either.

I refuse to prove that I exist," says God "for proof denies faith and without faith I am nothing".

Bu sav ÅŸuna benzer bir ÅŸeydir: 'Ben var olduÄŸumu kan?tlamay? reddediyorum,' der Tanr?, 'çünkü kan?t inanc? yads?r ve inanç olmadan ben bir hiçim.

Be', c'è questo Dio, il vostro Dio, che piazza un melo in mezzo al giardino e dice: Ragazzi, fate quello che volete, ma non mangiate le mele. Caso straordinario, loro addentano una mela, ed ecco che lui ti salta fuori da dietro un cespuglio gridando: Vi ho beccati, vi ho beccati!. Non avrebbe fatto molta differenza se non avessero mangiato la mela. [...] quando hai a che fare con quel tipo di dei, in trappola ci cadi sempre.

Many races believe that it was created by some sort of god, though the Jatravartid people of Viltvodle VI believe that the entire Universe was in fact sneezed out of the nose of a being called the Great Green Arkleseizure.

Have you met Thor? He makes thunder.

above his Lord. Perhaps because Knox himself found such abundant strength in the midst of great personal weakness, he was used of God to raise

prayer is a divine worship due to none but God the Father, Son, and Spirit.9

our lot is to fear God and find our contentment in his providence

For Watts, the doxological always followed the theological.

Sometimes I think God is like weather - you may not like the weather, but it has nothing to do with you. You just happen to be there. Deal with it. Sadness and grief are part of being human and always will be.

Sometimes I think God is like weather--you may not like the weather, but it has nothing to do wit you. You just happen to be there. Deal with it.

Inasmuch as I am a spiritual man, I do believe in God - I think that He created an order for the world; I believe that, in constantly bombarding Him with requests for miracles, we're also asking that He unravel the fabric of the world. A world of continuous miracles would be a cartoon, not a world.

The Internet has made me very casual with a level of omniscience that was unthinkable a decade ago. I now wonder if God gets bored knowing the answer to everything.

To acknowledge God is to fully accept the sorrow of the human condition.

Jason's father, Reg, always said Love what God loves and hate what God hates, but more often than not I had the impression that he really meant Love what Reg loves and hate what Reg hates.

It had been drilled into us that to feel fear is to not fully trust God. Whoever made that up has never been beneath a cafeteria table with a tiny thread of someone else's blood trickling onto their leg.

One contradiction of the human heart is this: God refuses to see any one person as unique in his or her relationship to Him, and yet we humans see each other as bottomless wells of creativity and uniqueness.

Crawl to your God, you arrogant bastard. See if your God doesn't look at the slime trail you leave behind you and throw you to the buzzards. You heartless, sad little man. You don't even have a soul. You killed it years ago. I want you to die. You got that? I want you to die.

The book is not about liberation in general or about political and religious freedom in particular, but about deliverance from bad servitude to good servitude. The Israelites served (abad) Pharaoh but were called by God to serve (again, abad) him instead.44