Beistelltisch Outdoor Quotes & Sayings

Whether you teach or live in the cloister or nurse the sick, whether you are in religion or out of it, married or single, no matter who you are or what you are, you are called to the summit of perfection: you are called to a deep interior life perhaps even to mystical prayer, and to pass the fruits of your contemplation on to others. And if you cannot do so by word, then by example.
Yet if this sublime fire of infused love burns in your soul, it will inevitably send forth throughout the Church and the world an influence more tremendous than could be estimated by the radius reached by words or by example. — Thomas Merton

The New Testament preaches a Christ who was dead and is alive, not a Christ who was alive and is dead. — James Denney

My main concern is getting out an album that I feel really proud of. — Carly Rae Jepsen

Fiction, for me, is sort of a protracted way of saying all the things I wished I said the night before. — Christopher Buckley

But sometimes you have to pretend to be feeling better to actually feel better. It's why new workout clothes make you feel like you want to work out. I was still waiting for that one to turn out to be true . . . — Alice Clayton

...when 'empowering women' becomes 'overpowering women' not only is it the polar opposite of feminism; it is the opposite of 'right.' Empowering women begins by respecting their individual choices. — Sharon Nir

It takes but a moment to fall in love; it takes a lifetime to forget it. — Debasish Mridha

P69- word is not the privilege of some few persons but the right of everyone — Paulo Freire

Any day alive in this world is a charmed life. — Mark Donaldson

The cause is hidden, but the result is known.
[Lat., Causa latet: vis est notissima.] — Ovid

I love playing real characters ... if they're not around anymore it's helpful because you won't get sued! But there's so much research involved and I love that part of the process. — Andy Serkis

Please. She sighed. 'Can't a girl have high standards? I don't want an ordinary boy. — Sarah Dessen

It was in this situation that she penetrated as a vague shape into the existence of Thomas. Everything there appeared desolate and mournful. Deserted shores where deeper and deeper absences, abandoned by the eternally departed sea after a magnificent shipwreck, gradually decomposed. She passed through strange dead cities where, rather than petrified shapes, mummified circumstances, she found a necropolis of movements, silences, voids; she hurled herself against the extraordinary sonority of nothingness which is made of the reverse of sound, and before her spread forth wondrous falls, dreamless sleep, the fading away which buries the dead in a life of dream, the death by which every man, even the weakest spirit, becomes spirit itself. — Maurice Blanchot