Man - a creature made at the end of the week's work when God was tired.
The ritual by which man constructs a sacred space is efficacious in the measure in which it reproduces the work of the gods.
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god.
God gives talent. Work transforms talent into genius.
Fear God and work hard.
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.
The author, in his work, must be like God in the Universe, present everywhere and visible nowhere.
Man proposes, but God disposes.
The tradesman, the attorney comes out of the din and craft of thestreet, and sees the sky and wood, and is a man again. In their eternalcalm, he finds himself. The health of the eye seems to demand ahorizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough.
Within the sacred precints the profane is transcended. On the most archaic levels of culture this posibility of transcendence is expressed by various "images of an opening"; here, in the sacred enclosure, communication with gods is made possible; hence there must be a door to the world above, by which the gods cand descend to earth and man can symbolically ascend to heaven.
Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works.
The gods' service is tolerable, man's intolerable.
God's most lordly gift to man is decency of mind.
Hope is the word which God has written on the brow of every man.
I sometimes think that God in creating man somewhat overestimated his ability.
Every man is as God made him, ay, and often worse.
It is folly for a man to pray to the gods for that which he has the power to obtain by himself.
Faith is a living, daring confidence in God's grace, so sure and certain that a man could stake his life on it a thousand times.
God must love the common man, he made so many of them.
I am only an average man but, by George, I work harder at it than the average man.
Success in its highest and noblest form calls for peace of mind and enjoyment and happiness which come only to the man who has found the work that he likes best.
I think that God, in creating man, somewhat overestimated his ability.
Is man merely a mistake of God's? Or God merely a mistake of man's?
I am in love - and, my God, it is the greatest thing that can happen to a man. I tell you, find a woman you can fall in love with. Do it. Let yourself fall in love. If you have not done so already, you are wasting your life.
God will not have his work made manifest by cowards.