Campings Quotes & Sayings

For all civilisations are like elaborate campings-out, a complicated picnic in the face of nature's discomforts. — Elizabeth Taylor

I believed she'd gotten past ther hatred of me, turning to pity instead. But how could I make that into love? — Alex Flinn

Wittgenstein could not avoid recognizing that "an experience is such that when I prove it to myself I marvel at the existence of the world. And here I am inclined to use phrases such as 'how extraordinary it is that something exists' or 'how extraordinary it is that the world exists.'" This wonder at existence is the condition for an authentic encounter with things and opens up the possibility of knowledge. — Marco Bersanelli

I saw Divinity with the Eye of the Heart. I said, "Who are you. It said, "You. — Ibn Arabi

Just in relation to women, it's not that huge an imaginative leap to see the connection between the Taliban and the Catholic Church. — Peter Mullan

I never knew how easy it is to escape if you don't mind leaving nearly everything behind. — Beth Revis

from a Second Vatican Council document: "The truth is that only in the mystery of the incarnate Word does the mystery of man find true light. — J. Budziszewski

As it was a time of war between the Catholics and the Huguenots, and as he saw the Catholics exterminate the Huguenots and the Huguenots exterminate the Catholics--all in the name of religion--he adopted a mixed belief which permitted him to be sometimes Catholic, sometimes a Huguenot. Now, he was accustomed to walk with his fowling piece on his shoulder, behind the hedges which border the roads, and when he saw a Catholic coming alone, the Protestant religion immediately prevailed in his mind. He lowered his gun in the direction of the traveler; then, when he was within ten paces of him, he commenced a conversation which almost always ended by the traveler's abandoning his purse to save his life. It goes without saying that when he saw a Huguenot coming, he felt himself filled with such ardent Catholic zeal that he could not understand how, a quarter of an hour before, he had been able to have any doubts upon the superiority of our holy religion. — Alexandre Dumas

Dancing is the loftiest, the most moving, the most beautiful of the arts, because it is no mere translation or abstraction from life; it is life itself. — Havelock Ellis