Brendan Fraser Quotes

Showing just the dark side doesn't always work. The important thing is to show what we can learn from dark things, what good we find there.

I am grateful for all those dark years, even though in retrospect they seem like a long, bitter prayer that was answered finally.

It is only after the deepest darkness that the greatest light can come; it is only after extreme grief that the greatest joy can come.

Much of the evil in the world is due to the fact that man in general is hopelessly unconscious.

God made nightButMan made darkness.

The pain is necessary. Sometimes pain is the teacher we require, a hidden gift of healing and hope.

Love can sun the realms of night.

Nevertheless, in this sea of human wretchedness and malice there bloomed at times compassion, as a pale flower blooms in a putrid marsh.

When everything is lost, and all seems darkness, then comes the new life and all that is needed.

What once seemed such a curse has become a blessing. All the agony that threatened to destroy my life now seems like the fertile ground for greater trust, stronger hope, and deeper love.

Tragedies are about the depths that call up to certain men and insist that they descend.

I love seeing people come out of darkness.

I have had to experience so much stupidity, so many vices, so much error, so much nausea, disillusionment and sorrow, just in order to become a child again and begin anew. I had to experience despair, I had to sink to the greatest mental depths, to thoughts of suicide, in order to experience grace.

If you will receive yourself in the fires of sorrow, God will make you nourishment for other people.

War is like a monster," he says, almost to himself. "War is the devil. It starts and it consumes and it grows and grows and grows." He's looking at me now. "And otherwise normal men become monsters, too.

I tell of hearts and souls and dances... Butterflies and second chances; Desperate ones and dreamers bound, Seeking life from barren ground, Who suffer on in earthly fate The bitter pain of agony hate, Might but they stop and here forgive Would break the bonds to breathe and live And find that God in goodness brings A chance for change, the hope of wings To rest in Him, and self to die And so become a butterfly.

Unless there is a Good Friday in your life, there can be no Easter Sunday.

We are Easter people living in a Good Friday world.

Once I knew the depth where no hope was and darkness lay on the face of all things. Then love came and set my soul free. Once I fretted and beat myself against the wall that shut me in. My life was without a past or future, and death a consummation devoutly to be wished. But a little word from the fingers of another fell into my hands that clutched at emptiness, and my heart leaped up with the rapture of living. I do not know the meaning of the darkness, but I have learned the overcoming of it.

Before we met, I was as lost as a person could be and yet you saw something in me that somehow gave me direction again.

This rose of pearl-coated infinity transforms the diseased slums of a broken heart into a palace made of psalms and gold.

He had been alone in the world and empty for so long. But she filled him full, and so he believed everything that had been taken out of him might have been for a purpose. To clear space for something better.

We live in hope of deliverance from the darkness that surrounds us

It is not all darkness in a heart which can cry, "My God".