Flesh Quote by George MacDonald Download Open image ““I am a beast until I love as God doth love.”” — George MacDonald ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.2 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Flesh God Love Selfishness
“You're living through the only moments that make life worthwhile... In love, even beasts become divine.” — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share Image
“Love is the most powerful force in this world. For Love can bring man into endless beauty or may turn him into a beast.” — John Henry Taguines Copy Share Image
“There is a beast within my heart. She plays immaculately with the beauty in my soul.” — Melody Lee Copy Share Image
“You are poised to be the most perfect creature I have ever encountered, under God, and the affection that I feel for you cannot… — Amy A. Bartol Copy Share Image
“was going to fight to keep the elusive Horde King as my own. Every beauty needed a beast, and he was mine.” — Amelia Hutchins Copy Share Image
“No revelation can be other than partial. If for true revelation a man must be told all the truth, then farewell to revelation; yea,… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
In low theologies, hell is invariably the deepest truth, and the love of God is not so deep as hell. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
The region belonging to the pure intellect is straitened: the imagination labours to extend its territories, to give it room. She sweeps across the… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Come, then, affliction, if my Father wills, and be my frowning friend. A friend that frowns is better than a smiling enemy. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Ah, what is it we send up thither, where our thoughts are either a dissonance or a sweetness and a grace? — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
You must learn to be strong in the dark as well as in the day, else you will always be only half brave. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Few delights can equal the mere presence of one whom we trust utterly.” — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“You have tasted of death now,” said the old man. “Is it good?” “It is good,” said Mossy. “It is better than life.” “No,”… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“I wish I had [made that song]. No, I don't That would be to take it from somebody else. But it's mine for all… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
A poet is wounded into speech, and he examines these wounds, meticulously, to discover how to heal them. The bad poet harangues at the… — Samuel R. Delany Copy Share Image
The nineteenth century lynching mob cuts off ears, toes, and fingers, strips off flesh, and distributes portions of the body as souvenirs among the… — Ida B. Wells Copy Share Image
Surely, God could have caused birds to fly with their bones made of solid gold, with their veins full of quicksilver, with their flesh… — Galileo Galilei Copy Share Image
It's still possible to savor the remarkable foods that millennia of human ingenuity have teased from milk. A sip of milk itself or a… — Harold McGee Copy Share Image
If Jesus is the Son of God in human flesh, He's one of a kind of the 13 billions of people who have ever lived. — Tim LaHaye Copy Share Image
I hold flesh-food to be unsuited to our species. We err in copying the lower animal world if we are superior to it. — Mahatma Gandhi Copy Share Image
I separated the joints, the arm joints, the leg joints, and had to do two boilings. I think I used four boxes of Soilex… — Jeffrey Dahmer Copy Share Image
If you like I'll be furious flesh elemental, or- changing to tones that the sunset arouses- if you like- I'll be extraordinary gentle, not… — Vladimir Mayakovsky Copy Share Image
For fear of causing terror to living beings, Mahamati, let the Bodhisattva who is disciplining himself to attain compassion, refrain from eating flesh. — Gautama Buddha Copy Share Image
It is a great delusion to suppose that flesh-meat of any kind is essential to health. Considerably more than three parts of the work… — Catherine Booth Copy Share Image
You asked me once if I would still love you when your lips were puckered with age and your eyes were faded. I can… — Teresa Medeiros Copy Share Image
