“Protestant parents still keep a Bible handy in the house, so that the children can study it, and one of the first things the little boys and girls learn is to be righteous and holy and not piss against the wall. They study those passages more than they study any others, except those which incite to masturbation. Those they hunt out and study in private.” FirstsChildrenLittlesStillsGirlHouseParentBoysStudyWallHolyBiblePassagesRighteousHuntsLittle BoysProtestantsMasturbationBoy And GirlHandy Book:The Bible According to Mark Twain: Writings on Heaven, Eden, and the Flood Source: The Bible According to Mark Twain: Writings on Heaven, Eden, and the Flood
“When I'm standing in the middle of the salt flats, where you swear that the pupils of your eyes have turned white because of the searing heat that is rising from the desert, I think of my childhood, I think of my mother, my father, my grandparents; I think of the history that we hold there and it is beautiful to me. But it is both a blessing and a burden to be rooted in place. It's recognizing the pattern of things, almost feeling a place before you even see it. In Southern Utah, on the Colorado plateau where canyon walls rise upward like praying hands, that is a holy place to me.” ThinkingFeelingsHandsEyeBeautifulMotherFatherWhiteChildhoodMiddleWallPrayingHolyBlessingStandingPatternsBurdenDesertHeatRisingFlatsSouthernSaltRootedSwearGrandparentRecognizingPupilsCanyonsColoradoUtahHoly PlacesSouthern Utah Author:Terry Tempest Williams
“What was once impossible now summons us to dismantle the walls between ourselves and our sisters and brothers, to dissolve the distinctions between flesh and spirit, to transcend the present limits of time and matter, to find, at last, not wealth or power but the ecstasy (so long forgotten) of commonplace, unconditional being. For the atom's soul is nothing but energy. Spirit blazes in the dullest of clay. The life of every woman or man-the heart of it-is pure and holy joy.” MenInspirationalHeartLongSoulMatterLastsJoySpiritEnergyWealthImpossibleBrotherWallHolyPureLimitsForgottenFleshDistinctionEcstasyAtomsBrothers And SistersClayUnconditionalCommonplace Author:George Leonard
“Years ago I went to the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem and did what all tourists there do: wrote some words on a scrap of paper that I tucked into a crevice in the wall. When I closed my eyes and touched my head to the warm stone, it came to me: "All language is prayer." This must be so. Who is it we are speaking to when we speak to anyone? To that person, and also past him or her to Out There. If there is language, it means there is the possibility of being heard, being met, being loved. And reaching out to be heard, met, or loved is a holy act. Language is holy.” IfsYearsMeanPersonsEyePastSpeakLanguagePrayerHeardPossibilityWallHolyMetsPaperYears AgoStonesWarmReachingTouchedReach OutTouristsBeing MeJerusalemScrapBeing LovedWailingCrevice Author:Zoketsu Norman Fischer
“We . . . can become more diligent and concerned at home by bearing testimony to those whom we love about the things we know to be true by the witness of the Holy Ghost. . . . Within the walls of our own homes, we can and should bear pure testimony of the divinity and reality of the Father and the Son, of the great plan of happiness, and of the Restoration.” KnowsShouldHomeRealityFatherPlansSonWallBearsHolyPureConcernedGhostBeing TrueWitnessDivinityTestimonyRestorationHoly GhostDiligent Author:David A. Bednar
“The city is the image of the soul, the surrounding walls being the frontier between the outward and inward life. The gates are the faculties or senses connecting the life of the soul with the outward world. Living springs of water rise within it. And in the centre, where beats the heart, stands the holy sanctuary.” WorldHeartSoulWaterCitiesWallHolyBeatsSpringSensesGatesFacultyInwardCentreConnectingFrontiersSanctuary Author:St. Catherine of Siena
“There were now and then, though rarely, the hours that brought the welcome shock, pulled down the walls and brought me back again from my wanderings to the living heart of the world. Sadly and yet deeply moved, I set myself to recall the last of these experiences. It was at a concert of lovely old music. After two of three notes of the piano the door was opened of a sudden to the other world. I sped through heaven and saw God at work. I suffered holy pains. I dropped all my defenses and was afraid of nothing in the world. I accepted all things and to all things I gave up my heart.” WorldHeartTwoPainLastsThreeHeavenHoursSawsDoorsWallMy HeartHolyAll ThingsMovedNotesDefenseAcceptedLovelyWelcomeWanderPianoShockConcertsNow And ThenRecallsGave UpOther WorldsBack AgainOld MusicSped Author:Hermann Hesse
“I'll get angry in the same way with the coachman Ivan, argue in the same way, speak my mind inappropriately, there will be the same wall between my soul's holy of holies and other people, even my wife, I'll accuse her in the same way of my own fear and then regret it, I'll fail in the same way to understand with my reason why I pray, and yet I will pray--but my life now, my whole life, regardless of all that may happen to me, every minute of it, is not only not meaningless, as it was before, but has the unquestionable meaning of the good which it is in my power to put into it!” PeopleWayMindMaySoulReasonWholeHappensSpeakMy OwnWifeFailingMinutesRegretWallPrayingHolyAngryMy WifeArguingWhole LifeMy SoulReason WhyMeaninglessI Pray Author:Leo Tolstoy
“The Holy Spirit showed me that when I put up walls to keep others out I also wall myself into solitary place of confinement.” SpiritWallHolyHoly SpiritSolitaryConfinementSolitary ConfinementPut Up A Wall Author:Joyce Meyer