#let

I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me. ↗

— John Keats

#love #poetry #faith

But I must submit all my Hopes and Fears, to an overruling Providence, in which, unfashionable as the Faith may be, I firmly believe. ↗

— John Adams

#letters #faith

Entrenched scriptural literalism is, in my opinion, completely out of touch with reality. ↗

— Malcolm Boyd

#entrenched #in my opinion #opinion #out #reality

Because I am not yet living up to what Jesus expects me to be in those red letters in the Bible, I always define myself as somebody who is saved by God's grace and is on his way to becoming a Christian. (...) Being saved is trusting in what Christ did for us, but being Christian is dependent on the way we respond to what he did for us. ↗

— Tony Campolo

#bible #christian #christianity #conversion #discipleship

There is considerable hypocrisy in conventionalism. Any thinking person is aware of this paradox; but in dealing with conventional people it is advantageous to treat them as though they were not hypocrites. It isn't a question of faithfulness to your own concepts; it is a matter of compromise so that you can remain an individual without the constant threat of conventional pressures. ↗

— Truman Capote

#faith

That’s the thing about fear. It can only hang around until faith enters the room, then it’s forced to flee. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#bravery #choosing-faith-over-fear #confidence #faith #fear

The more you go with the flow of life and surrender the outcome to God, and the less you seek constant clarity, the more you will find that fabulous things start to show up in your life. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#attraction #clarity #faith #go-with-the-flow #god

If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#cannot #dance #get #make #may

What a strange family you are! Is your name Lettie too? ↗

— Diana Wynne Jones

#humor #lettie-hatter #family

He showed the fineness of his nature by being kinder to me after that misunderstanding than before. Nay, the very incident which, by my theory, must in some degree estrange me and him, changed, indeed, somewhat our relations; but not in the sense I painfully anticipated. An invisible, but a cold something, very slight, very transparent, but very chill: a sort of screen of ice had hitherto, all through our two lives, glazed the medium through which we exchanged intercourse. Those few warm words, though only warm with anger, breathed on that frail frost-work of reserve; about this time, it gave note of dissolution. I think from that day, so long as we continued friends, he never in discourse stood on topics of ceremony with me. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#dr-john-graham-bretton #frankness #friendship #honesty #lucy-snowe