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Pope Joan

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Donna Woolfolk Cross
Donna Woolfolk Cross

Donna Woolfolk Cross is an American author born in 1947. Her works span across children's literature, young adult literature, and adult literature, known for her poignant storytelling and delicate emotional portrayal. more

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“Kada govorimo o religiji (i hrišćanskoj religiji), nije teško prepoznati revnosne vernike. Kako ih prepoznati? Istinska revnost (dakle usrdnost, trud, živa želja) odaje se smirenošću i skromnošću, blagošću i opraštanjem, nepokolebljivom verom i nadom u Hrista Spasitelja (kada govorimo o hrišćanskoj religiji), verom koja se nikad i nikom ne nameće, razumevanje drugih ljudi, i to, razumevanjem i srcem i umom. Sve suprotno od ovih vrlina kojima Bog obdaruje Njegove revnitelje, prepoznaćemo u izrazu lica, ponašanju i delanju fanatičnog čoveka.”

“Pretnja religioznom stavu ne leži u nauci, već u pretežnim praksama svakodnevnog života. Tu je čovek prestao da traži u sebi vrhovni smisao života i od sebe je napravio instrument, koji služi ekonomskoj mašini, koju su njegove ruke napravile. Njega brine efikasnost i uspeh, umesto njegove sreće i rasta njegove duše. Naročito, orijentacija koja većinom ugrožava religiozni stav je ono, što sam nazvao „tržišnom orijentacijom” modernog čoveka.”

“That was when I realized I had no control over my actions anymore. All I knew was that though no one knew what hell felt like, my life had become a version of fire and brimstone. My restrictive anorexia was completely and inexorably interfering with my ability to live like a normal human being.”

“Soon, everyone around me had come to terms with my peculiar eating habits and started accepting me for who I was. It felt peculiar at first, but when someone said things like, “I wish I could resist eating all that,” in whatever parallel universe I existed, I felt powerful.”

“He helped me sit up on my bed and tried to force-feed me glucose dissolved in water and a biscuit he’d grabbed from my roommate’s bedside. But I spat it right out, still thinking about calories and numbers. “That’s enough, Amira. I’m literally trying to feed you water. It’s not going to hurt you!” he screamed.”