Quotes about Divine
Words are only painted fire, a look is the fire itself. She gave that look, and carried it away to the treasury of heaven, where all things that are divine belong.
— Mark Twain
People talk about beautiful relationships between two persons of the same sex. What is the best of that sort as compared with the friendship of man and wife where the best impulses and highest ideals of both are the same? There is no place for comparison between the two friendships; the one is earthly, the other divine.
— Mark Twain
What God wills, will happen; thou canst not hurry it, thou canst not alter it; therefore wait; and be patient
— Mark Twain
Work! work! and God will work with us!
— Mark Twain
Work! work! and God will work with us!
— Mark Twain
The first time the Deity came down to earth, he brought life and death; when he came the second time, he brought hell.
— Mark Twain
Put on all the armor of the Lord. Not just the pretty stuff.
— Mark Vonnegut
All who call on God in true faith, earnestly from the heart, will certainly be heard, and will receive what they have asked and desired.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
A just law is a man-made code that squares with the moral law or the law of God. An unjust law is a code that is out of harmony with the moral law. To put it in the terms of St. Thomas Aquinas: An unjust law is a human law that is not rooted in eternal law and natural law.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
At this level, we love men not because we like them, nor because their ways appeal to us, nor even because they possess some type of divine spark; we love every man because God loves him. At this level, we love the person who does an evil deed, although we hate the deed he does.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
A just law is a man made code that squares with the moral law or the law of God. An unjust law is a code that is out of harmony with the moral law.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
Let us see rather that like Janus—or better, like Yama, the Brahmin god of death—religion has two faces, one very friendly, one very gloomy...
— Arthur Schopenhauer