Death is a door to God. Those who knows how to die know how to enter into God. Clingers clinging to life never know what God is.
Of the love or hatred God has for the English, I know nothing, but I do know that they will all be thrown out of France, except those who die there.
Faith is a living and unshakable confidence, a belief in the grace of God so assured that a man would die a thousand deaths for its sake.
But God really did bless me, you know? He really said, All right. Come on. I'm still waiting for you. Get over here. Get over here.
After the knowledge of, and obedience to, the will of God, the next aim must be to know something of His attributes of wisdom, power, and goodness as evidenced by His handiwork.
While I know myself as a creation of God, I am also obligated to realize and remember that everyone else and everything else are also God's creation.
My God, these folks don't know how to love - that's why they love so easily.
Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source.
I know what sin is.
The best way to know God is to love many things.
I've looked on many women with lust. I've committed adultery in my heart many times. God knows I will do this and forgives me.
Beware when the great God lets loose a thinker on this planet. Then all things are at risk. It is as when a conflagration has broken out in a great city, and no man knows what is safe, or where it will end. There is not a piece of science, but its flank may be turned to-morrow; there is not any literary reputation, not the so-called eternal names of fame, that may not be revised and condemned. The very hopes of man, the thoughts of his heart, the religion of nations, the manners and morals of mankind, are all at the mercy of a new generalization. Generalization is always a new influx of the divinity into the mind. Hence the thrill that attends it.
I don't have a religion. I believe in a God. I don't know what it looks like but it's MY god. My own interpretation of the supernatural.
I do not know whether there are gods, but there ought to be.
Our prayers should be for blessings in general, for God knows best what is good for us.
As to gods, I have no way of knowing either that they exist or do not exist, or what they are like.
Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die.
I don't know whether I believe in God or not. I think, really, I'm some sort of Buddhist. But the essential thing is to put oneself in a frame of mind which is close to that of prayer.
You know what the Englishman's idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there is a God. Some people say there is no God. The truth probably lies somewhere between these two statements.
God doesn't know things. He is things.
God had one son on earth without sin, but never one without suffering.
Let me remind you of the old maxim: people under suspicion are better moving than at rest, since at rest they may be sitting in the balance without knowing it, being weighed together with their sins.
I do not know myself, and God forbid that I should.
We can only learn to know ourselves and do what we can - namely, surrender our will and fulfill God's will in us.
Last night the United States dropped four 2,000 pound bombs on Saddam Hussein. I don't know anything about explosives, but, my God, do those things even need to explode?