#cathedral

It became obvious why Catholics had built such beautiful cathedrals and churches throughout the world. Not as gathering or meeting places for Christians. But as a home for Jesus Himself in the Blessed Sacrament. Cathedrals house Jesus. Christians merely come and visit Him. The cathedrals and churches architecturally prepare our souls for the beauty of the Eucharist. ↗

— Allen R. Hunt

#cathedrals #catholicism #christ #christianity #churches

A martyr is, he who has become the instrument of God, who has lost his will in the will of God, not lost it but found it, for he has found freedom in submission to God. The martyr no longer desires anything for himself, not even the glory of martyrdom. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#freedom

A Cathedral Façade at Midnight Along the sculptures of the western wall I watched the moonlight creeping: It moved as if it hardly moved at all Inch by inch thinly peeping Round on the pious figures of freestone, brought And poised there when the Universe was wrought To serve its centre, Earth, in mankind’s thought. The lunar look skimmed scantly toe, breast, arm, Then edged on slowly, slightly, To shoulder, hand, face; till each austere form Was blanched its whole length brightly Of prophet, king, queen, cardinal in state, That dead men’s tools had striven to simulate; And the stiff images stood irradiate. A frail moan from the martyred saints there set Mid others of the erection Against the breeze, seemed sighings of regret At the ancient faith’s rejection Under the sure, unhasting, steady stress Of Reason’s movement, making meaningless. ↗

— Thomas Hardy

#faith #futility #moonlight #mortality #night

The old cathedrals are good, but the great blue dome that hangs over everything is better. ↗

— Thomas Carlyle

#blue #cathedrals #dome #everything #good

Dead towns are the Cathedrals of Silence. They, too, have their gargoyles, singular figures, exaggerated, dubious, set in high profile. They stand out from the mass of grey, which takes all it has in the way of character, its twitchings of stagnant life from them. Some have been distorted by solitude, others grimace with a directionless fervour; here there are masks of cherished lust, there faces ceaselessly sculpted and furrowed by mysticism. Human gargoyles, the only figures of interest in this monotonous population. ↗

— Georges Rodenbach

#cathedrals-of-silence #dead-towns #human-gargoyles #the-bells-of-bruges #life

Sigmund Freud was the apostle of disbelief. He was the one who made psychoanalysis a part of our culture, and in so doing he kicked out a flying buttress that had been essential for holding up our cathedral of faith. ↗

— Tony Campolo

#been #cathedral #culture #disbelief #doing

That great Cathedral space which was childhood. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#childhood #great #space #which

The Sabbath is a weekly cathedral raised up in my dining room, in my family, in my heart. ↗

— Anita Diament

#cathedral #dining #dining room #family #heart

Seeing that picture, for me, was like Chartres Cathedral. ↗

— Henry Moore

#like #me #picture #seeing

Our horizon is the creation of a noble society to which, like the medieval builder of those glorious cathedrals, you will have added your conception, your artful piece of stone. ↗

— Adrienne Clarkson

#artful #builder #cathedrals #conception #creation