#saint

I can't get very far away from Christianity, I can't get very far away from the angels and the saints. I work them in always, in some way. ↗

— Anne Rice

#angels #away #christianity #far #far away

We have to become saints. We have to become like Christ. Anything less is simply not enough. ↗

— Anne Rice

#become #christ #enough #less #like

My treatment ended in March/April of '08. It wasn't until the end of that summer that I started to feel I wasn't depressed. Even when I went on vacation to Saint Lucia, I was kind of depressed, even though it was such a beautiful place. ↗

— Robin Roberts

#beautiful #beautiful place #depressed #end #ended

You know, Saint Augustine said our hearts are restless 'til they rest in thee. And I had a restlessness in my heart. Something just wasn't quite right. ↗

— Pat Robertson

#had #heart #hearts #i #just

Myself when young did eagerly frequent doctor and saint, and heard great argument about it and about: but evermore came out by the same door as in I went. ↗

— Omar Khayyam

#argument #came #did #doctor #door

God creates out of nothing. Wonderful you say. Yes, to be sure, but he does what is still more wonderful: he makes saints out of sinners. ↗

— Soren Kierkegaard

#does #god #makes #more #nothing

I wish people wouldn't think of me as a saint - unless they agree with the definition of a saint that a saint's a sinner who goes on trying. ↗

— Aung San Suu Kyi

#definition #goes #i #i wish #me

There's so much saint in the worst of them, and so much devil in the best of them, that a woman who's married to one of them, has nothing to learn of the rest of them. ↗

— Helen Rowland

#devil #learn #married #much #nothing

But he knew life, its foulness as well as its fairness, its greatness in spite of the slime that infested it, and by God he was going to have his say on it to the world. Saints in heaven - how could they be anything but fair and pure? No praise to them. But saints in slime - ah, that was the everlasting wonder! That was what made life worth while. To see moral grandeur rising out of cesspools of iniquity; to rise himself and first glimpse beauty, faint and far, through mud- dripping eyes; to see out of weakness, and frailty, and viciousness, and all abysmal brutishness, arising strength, and truth, and high spiritual endowment. ↗

— Jack London

#beauty

Saints should always be judged guilty until they are proved innocent. ↗

— George Orwell

#guilty #innocent #judged #proved #saints