Christians have burned each other, quite persuaded That all the apostles would have done as they did.
The glory of Christianity is to conquer by forgiveness.
Though our feelings come and go, God's love for us does not.
Where there's hope, there's life. It fills us with fresh courage and makes us strong again.
If only God would give me some clear sign! Like making a large deposit in my name in a Swiss bank.
Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace. Where these is hatred, let me sow love.
I believe God is managing affairs and that He doesn't need any advice from me. With God in charge, I believe everything will work out for the best in the end. So what is there to worry about.
The lust of the flesh directs these desires [of personal union], however, to satisfaction of the body, often at the cost of a real and full communion of persons.
If man attempts to suppress the animal side of his nature by a sheer effort of conscious will, nature finds a hundred unexpected and unpleasant ways to take its revenge.
It doesn’t matter what you say you believe - it only matters what you do.
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.
I had therefore to remove knowledge, in order to make room for belief.
Faith is the great cop-out, the great excuse to evade the need to think and evaluate evidence. Faith is the belief in spite of, even perhaps because of, the lack of evidence.
Rejoice and be glad for your reward is great in heaven.
I'm a believer. I don't go to church. I don't belong to any particular religion, but I do believe in God. I couldn't write what I write about and be creative without a certain form of belief.
Faith is a state of openness or trust.
If I had to choose a religion, the sun as the universal giver of life would be my god.
You will achieve definitive self-fulfilment only in the next life.
The most superior amongst the colors in the universe is the colour of Devotion.
My idea of heaven is a place where the Tyne meets the Delta, where folk music meets the blues.
The chains of habit are too weak to be felt until they are too strong to be broken.