Quotes
Quotes about God
If God did not exist it would be necessary to invent Him.
God enters by a private door into every individual.
Try thyself first, and after call in God. For to the worker God himself lends aid.
It's God--I'd have known Him by Blake's picture anywhere.
How to make God laugh: Tell him your future plans.
God is the brave man's hope, and not the coward's excuse.
In the faces of men and women I see God.
What is it: is man only a blunder of God, or God only a blunder of man?
The ocean: rocking cradle of the world, sunset stairway to the stars .. only by great masters trod, only written on by God.
If God has created us in His image, we have more than returned the compliment.
There cannot be a God because if there were one, I could not believe that I was not He.
God is clever, but not dishonest.
Either Zeus came to earth to shew his form to thee, Phidias, or thou to heaven hast gone the god to see.
The Ethiop gods have Ethiop lips, Bronze cheeks, and woolly hair; The Grecian gods are like the Greeks, As keen-eyed, cold and fair.
Speak of the gods as they are.
Two goddesses now must Cyprus adore; The Muses are ten, and the Graces are four; Stella's wit is so charming, so sweet her fair face, She shines a new Venus, a Muse, and a Grace.
The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods. [Lat., Omnia fanda, nefanda, malo permista furore, Justificam nobis mentem avertere deorum.]
Ye immortal gods! where in the world are we? [Lat., O dii immortales! ubinam gentium sumus?]
With ravish'd ears The monarch hears, Assumes the god, Affects to nod, And seems to shake the spheres.
Creator Venus, genial power of love, The bliss of men below, and gods above! Beneath the sliding sun thou runn'st thy race, Dost fairest shine, and best become thy place; For thee the winds their eastern blasts forbear, Thy mouth reveals the spring, and opens all the year; Thee, goddess, thee, the storms of winter fly, Earth smiles with flowers renewing, laughs the sky.
Though men determine, the gods doo dispose: and oft times many things fall out betweene the cup and the lip.
There's a one-eyed yellow idol to the north of Khatmandu, There's a little marble cross below the town, There's a broken-hearted woman tends the grave of Mad Carew, And the yellow god forever gazes down.
Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.
Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod, The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.
