Catholic Background Quotes

Both my parents are Catholic and staunch believers. I'm not a Catholic now, but I still carry part of it with me.

I was raised Catholic. I went to Catholic school for 12 years.

I was brought up as a Catholic, and I'm no longer a Catholic. I don't talk about my beliefs too much in public probably because I feel very strongly that it's something personal - more than personal, it's private.

My family is Catholic. I went to a Catholic school, that kind of thing, so that was my childhood for sure.

I am what you call a non-believer. I don't even want to say I'm an atheist because frankly I don't want to join their club either. But the point is, I am a fallen catholic, I'm not religious, and that's all well and good.

I come from a magnetic field of Catholicism. I was baptised by my mother's family, who were all traditional Catholics. But my mother was the black sheep of the family - she ran away to the ballet at 17.

Being a Catholic, I was drawn to the mystery of the Latin and the smoke and the mirrors and all of that. That part of my disposition definitely did lend itself to finding my way to the back door of some artistic pursuit.

I learned a lot from both, initially Jewish and Muslim theologians that had been missing, perhaps from my rather parochial Catholic upbringing.

I'm a lapsed Buddhist like I'm a lapsed Catholic. I take it to a point.

I was a Catholic boy, I went to church every Sunday. A church has a certain magic and mystery for a child. It still shows in how I arrange things. It's always little altars.

I come from a Catholic religion, but I'm not Catholic.

I grew up in a secular environment, you know, in the '60s and '70s. My mother's family was Catholic, but you know, just very kind of conventionally Catholic. You know, nothing - there was nothing, you know, extreme about their version of religion. And my father was a free spirit, you know? He had no time for religion at all.

I grew up in a big Irish, Catholic family. My dad was a pretty rough guy. So one of my brothers left home when he was 15 and found his way to the gym. It gave me the opportunity to go and spend some time with him and work out in the gym.

I am an atheist. I was born a Catholic, but after I had traveled to Northern Ireland with some Catholic friends, and we had a horrible experience with the English Protestant police, I lost all taste for formal religion.

As a former Catholic, and as someone who even today is not opposed to being called a Christian, I felt I had every right to use the symbols of the Church and resented being told not to.

I was raised Catholic, and I knew of Him and certainly what He did, but I never truly experienced knowing Him.

My parents were Belfast Catholics.

I'm not religious. I'm a fallen Catholic.

In my family, we were on again off again Unitarians, partly because my father, raised Roman Catholic, had had enough of church.

I grew up Catholic, and I am a pretty shy person.

I come from a very, very Catholic family. We used to pray the rosary every day after dinner.

I was born and bred a Catholic. I was brought up a very strong Catholic - I practiced in a seminary for four years, from eleven to fourteen, and trained to be a Catholic priest. So I was very steeped in all that.

My mom's family is Russian Jewish, and my dad's Puerto Rico Catholic, so it's kind of a weird mix.

I value my Catholic background very much. It taught me not to be afraid of rigorous thought, for one thing.

I'm a lapsed Catholic in the best sense of the word.