Seminarians Archdiocese Quotes & Sayings

Count your blessings, my father always said. It shames you, to count yours by the hardships of other people. — Anna Quindlen

The fault was lying on its' back... — Tom Holt

The world is quieter now. It is never quiet, but it can get quieter. What strange creatures we are, to find silence peaceful, when permanent silence is the thing we most dread. Nighttime is not that. Nighttime still rustles, still creaks and whispers and trembles in its throat. It is not darkness we fear, but our own helplessness within it. How merciful to have been granted the other senses. — David Levithan

I'm a whole new pitcher. I'm more comfortable with all of my pitches. — Scott Kazmir

Joy is God's basic character. Joy is his eternal destiny. God is the happiest being in the universe. — John Ortberg Jr.

My name is Kaine,' it said. 'And I see all. — James Dashner

People are so used to noise that they seem to be uncomfortable with the Silence, the stillness that is the undercurrent of all that is. As people gather, voices jumble together, one upon another, into a loud rumble. The energy of it may seem to be exhilarating. But in actuality it is depleting for it is stealing from them the opportunity to know their Core, the Pure Essence of their being. — Debra Clemente

That is where the irony of the film comes off, in terms of the language it employs - where he tries desperately to be a 'TV Dad,' to give advice and it's so pat it becomes ridiculous. — Atom Egoyan

As the hours, the days, the weeks, the seasons slip by, you detach yourself from everything. You discover, with something that sometimes almost resembles exhilaration, that you are free. That nothing is weighing you down, nothing pleases or displeases you. You find, in this life exempt from wear and tear and with no thrill in it other than these suspended moments, in almost perfect happiness, fascinating, occasionally swollen by new emotions. You are living in a blessed parenthesis, in a vacuum full of promise, and from which you expect nothing. You are invisible, limpid, transparent. You no longer exist. Across the passing hours, the succession of days, the procession of the seasons, the flow of time, you survive without joy and without sadness. Without a future and without a past. Just like that: simply, self evidently, like a drop of water forming on a drinking tap on a landing. — Georges Perec

Power came the way a child came -- with agony. — Octavia E. Butler

What, do you think that feminism means you hate men? — Cyndi Lauper