Quotes About God

Virgil had no difficulty in believing that God has visited the sins of Henry IV upon his descendant, Henry VI, yet he did not explain how this was to be reconciled with the triumphant career of Henry V.

These are sad times, when people cannot follow their own consciences, but God knows the secrets of our hearts. It is through our faith alone that we will be justified. One day, I pray, we will have the freedom to worship openly.

My ancestors were Brahmins. They spent their lives in search of god. I am spending my life in search of man.

I know I'm not God, are you? Don't be silly. God? God? Everybody's God? Don't be silly.

There is a god dying in America already created in the imagination of men made palpable for adoration: there is an inner anterior image of divinity beckoning me out to pilgrimage

Now is the time of prophecy without death as a consequence the universe will ultimately disappear Hollywood will rot on the windmills of Eternity Hollywood whose movies stick in the throat of God Yes Hollywood will get what it deserves Time Seepage of nerve-gas over the radio History will make this poem prophetic and its awful silliness a hideous spiritual music I have the moan of doves and the feather of ecstasy Man cannot long endure the hunger of the cannibal abstract

I'm crying all the time now. I cried all over the street when I left the Seattle Wobbly Hall. I cried listening to Bach. I cried looking at the happy flowers in my backyard, I cried at the sadness of the middle aged trees. Happiness exists I feel it. I cried for my soul, I cried for the world's soul. The world has a beautiful soul. God appearing to be seen and cried over. Overflowing heart of Paterson.

Impiety, n. Your irreverence toward my deity.

God alone knows the future, but only an historian can alter the past.

DOG: A kind of additional or subsidiary Diety designed to catch the overflow or surplus of the world's worship.

BACCHUS, n. A convenient deity invented by the ancients as an excuse for getting drunk.

O God! what a thing it is to be a ghost, cowering and shivering in an altered world, a prey to apprehension and despair!

The pig is taught by sermons and epistles To think the God of Swine has snout and bristles.

Satana: Vorrei chiedere un unico favore, egli disse. Dio: Di' pure. Mi risulta che sta per essere creato l'uomo. Avrà bisogno di leggi. Miserabile! Tu, destinato ad essere il suo avversario, tu, che dall'alba dell'eternità sei stato riempito d'odio per l'anima sua, tu chiedi il diritto di fargli le leggi? Chiedo perdono; ciò che domando è che gli sia permesso di farsele da solo". E così fu ordinato.

Responsibility, n. A detachable burden easily shifted to the shoulders of God, Fate, Fortune, Luck or one's neighbor. In the days of astrology it was customary to unload it upon a star.

WRATH, n. Anger of a superior quality and degree, appropriate to exalted characters and momentous occasions; as, the wrath of God, the day of wrath, etc. Amongst the ancients the wrath of kings was deemed sacred, for it could usually command the agency of some god for its fit manifestation, as could also that of a priest.

PIETY, n. Reverence for the Supreme Being, based upon His supposed resemblance to man.

A guerra é a forma de Deus en­si­nar ge­o­grafia aos ame­ri­ca­nos.

PANTHEISM, n. The doctrine that everything is God, in contradistinction to the doctrine that God is everything.

Mournfully and low the man of God began his eulogy of the dead, and his doleful voice, mingled with the sobbing that it was its purpose to stimulate and sustain, rose and fell, seemed to come and go, like the sound of a sullen sea.

RESPONSIBILITY, n. A detachable burden easily shifted to the shoulders of God, Fate, Fortune, Luck or one's neighbor. In the days of astrology it was customary to unload it upon a star.

Are you a god now, Risika, deciding who is to live and who is to die?

I fought; I fought for the immortal soul the preachers had taught me to believe in. I do not know whether I ever believed in it—I had never seen God, and He had never spoken to me—but I fought for it anyway, and I fought for Alexander.

In the valleys where I was born they say it is God's sword, dropped from the heavens.' 'Don't you?' asked Flood. Whirrun rubbed some dirt from the crosspiece with his thumb. 'I used too.' 'Now?' 'God makes things, no? God is a farmer. A craftsman. A midwife. God gives things life.' He tipped his head back and looked up at the sky. 'What would God want with a sword?