Jean-Paul Sartre Quotes

I've been hiding from God, and I'm appalled to find how easy it is.

You may be frustrated with religion, but don't take that out on God.

And when night comes, and you look back over the day and see how fragmentary everything has been, and how much you planned that has gone undone, and all the reasons you have to be embarrassed and ashamed: just take everything exactly as it is, put it in God's hands and leave it with Him.

Look up on high, and thank the God of all.

God shows up with surprises.

God often visits us, but most of the time we are not at home.

God finally caught his eye.

The evening news made her wonder if God was dead; the morning sun made her believe He wasn't.

Remembering how my mother looked before she gave birth to my sister is frightening. But even more frightening is the feeling that I wanted them to catch me and beat me. Why did I want to be punished? Shadows out of the past clutch at my legs and drag me down. I open my mouth to scream, but I am voiceless. My hands are trembling, I feel cold, and there is a distant humming in my ears.

We find great things are made of little things, And little things go lessening till at last Comes God behind them.

I always know it's Sunday because I wake up feeling apologetic. That's one of the cool things about being a Catholic . . . it's a multifaceted experience. If you lose the faith, chances are you'll keep the guilt, so it isn't as if you've been skunked altogether.

I neglect God and his angles for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.

Lord I disbelieve - help thou my unbelief.

I am circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling for a thousand years, and I still don't know if I am a falcon, or a storm, or a great song.

We will not go to Heaven,Goetz, and even if we both entered it, we would not have eyes to see each other, nor hands to touch each other. Up there, God gets all the attention.... We can only love on this earth and against God.

I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call in, and invite God, and his Angels thither, and when they are there, I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.

Help me, Jesus. I know what I am.

Don't look for God where He is needed most; if you didn't bring Him there, He isn't there.

I regret my disbelief in God.

I did a lot of strange things. But I am a bad Catholic that's for sure. Although I think it's difficult to believe in evil.

When you're not feeling holy, your loneliness says that you've sinned.

On the bookshelf of life, God is a useful work of reference, always at hand but seldom consulted.

God can enter into me, even me, and use these hands, these feet, to be His love, a love that goes on and on and on forever, endless cycle of grace.

When we depend on anything smaller than God to provide us with the security, significance, meaning, and value that we long for, God will love us enough to take it away. Much of our anger and bitterness, therefore, is God prying open our hands and taking away something we've held onto more tightly than him.