Frank Schaeffer Quotes

I have the potential to be very strong and powerful, sometimes angry, sometimes passionate. I also can be shy and withhold that because I am afraid. I don't want to freak anybody out with my passion... So I struggle with that all the time.

I danced with passion to spite the music.

The anger and the creativity are so closely intertwined with me, and there's plenty of anger left.

There is a built-in appreciation for music that is so much a part of the LDS culture. Utahns know that music can be divine and can touch a person's spirit in a unique way.

The best argument for Christianity is the Gregorian chant. Listening to that music, one can believe anything -- while the music lasts.

A great influence in my life was the sanctified or Holiness churches...Everybody in there sang and they clapped and stomped heir feet and sang with their whole body... Their music was so strong and expressive, it used to bring tears to my eyes.

I wanted to hit him. I wanted to hold him. I wanted to shout myself into his ear.

I want to say words that flame as I say them, but I keep quiet and don't try to make both words fit in one mouthful.

There is no reason why an atheist could not write a good Mass.

The blues and gospel stuff seemed to go together.

And I say to my heart: rave on.

Music and religion are as intimately related as poetry and love; the deepest emotions require for their civilized expression the most emotional of arts.

As some to Church repair, not for the doctrine, but the music there.

In my experience, depth of work consists of two components. The first is recklessness; the second is discipline. Dionysian; Apollonian. Passion;reason.

I was brought up singing gospel, and I really enjoy getting the church up on their feet, their hips swaying, their hands clapping, it's a great feeling to evoke that energy for the Lord.

In church, sacred music would make believers of us all — but preachers can be counted on to restore the balance.

I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands.

The devil comes in many guises-anger in the form of justice-passion in the form of duty. When it first comes, the man knows and then he forgets. Just as your pleaders' conscience; at first they know it is all Badmashi (roguery), then it is duty to their clients; at last they get hardened.

All men and women have passions, natural desires and noble ambitions, and also a conscience; they have sex, hunger, fear, anger, and are subject to sickness, pain, suffering and death. Culture consists of bringing about the expression of these passions and desires in harmony.

If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.

I love your hands,' he sighed. 'You think I look like an angel? Well, Kitten, your hands are my heaven and your eyes are my home.'" (Bones)

Music should be like making love. Sometimes you want it soft and tender, another time you want it hard and aggressive.

I have to know" "What? What do you have to know?" "What you taste like." Another step. What happens when you know?" she rasped. "I stop wondering. Stop dreaming of you every night, thinking of you every minute of every day." Another step closer. "I think you wonder, too. I think you dream of me and wonder. You hate yourself for it. You hate me for it, but you cannot stop.

We are not just Art for Michelangelo to carve, he can't rewrite the agro of my furied heart- Lady Gaga 10/22/10

My vocabulary is adequate for writing notes and keeping journals but absolutely useless for an active moral life.