Quotes about angel

The waves lie on the beach Your hair on your back of angel. (Les vagues s’allongent sur la plage - Tes cheveux sur ton dos d’ange. )

He’d need the woman’s help to set things right he just didn’t like having to wake the dead.

The moment you doubt your truth is the moment you lose your angelic nature. But don’t worry nothing is permanent.

Animals cannot have any high thoughts nor can the Angels or Devas attain to direct freedom without human birth.

You look like her the angel I have seen in my dreams.

You are my angel and my damnation in your presence I reach divine ecstasy and in your absence I descent to hell.

Every man sees his wife like an angel until he gets a better one.

You are so fool worshiping and dreaming her like an angel while another asshole is banging her right now.

My mother is a living angel she is always protecting me with the wings of her love.

The man form is higher than the angel form; of all forms it is the highest. Man is the highest being in creation, because he aspires to freedom.

I like all the angels around because they protect me and my daughter. I mean, her Dad's an angel.

The way people come into your life when you need them, it's wonderful and it happens in so many ways. It's like having an angel. Somebody comes along and helps you get right.

I've read everything Thomas Wolfe ever wrote; my brother and I memorized whole chapters of 'You Can't Go Home Again' and 'Look Homeward, Angel.'

Daniel came to sit beside me, ignoring my wariness and settling into the thin, worn cushion. “Who’d you think I was that first night we met?” “The night you attacked me, you mean? I thought you were a vampire.” “A vampire?” His look was one of genuine confusion. “Vampires aren’t real.

Human Angels are souls who have chosen to be born now on this planet to awaken themselves and humanity to Unconditional Love and Awareness of the Oneness.

Ego is based on judgment. Stop judging and you will be free from the ego: in the Oneness there is no judgment, only Unconditional Love.

We lose in order to find. We forget in order to remember. We die a death in the ego in order to be reborn in the Oneness, until the end of all our duality, until we become Human Angels: aware, compassionate messengers of Love in service to the Oneness.

When we are prey to our fears, we have to remember that we are giving power to that which does not exist. And remember that the only reality is Unconditional Love: the eternal, immutable state of Being.

The summer I turned eleven, I found out that ghosts are real. Guess it's hard to rest nice and easy in your coffin if you got stuff on your mind. Your soul stays chained to earth instead of zipping up to heaven to sing in one of the angel choirs. Sometimes ghosts show up in the msot peculiar places. Sometimes ghosts fool you. Then you are those ghosts that hang around because we have unfinished business. Business that sinks like old crawfish left in a bucket for a week. That's some nasty smell l

Ancients pulled metals more precious than gold from the center of the earth - They spun into giant lacy wings that flew them to the stars and back "Is that what you'd do with wings?"She shook her head "No, I'd fly to the stars, but I'd never come back

I don't know what God intends, or what qualifies Him to forgive me,' Sobran said

He looks like an angel, sings like an angel. He found my breaking heart and coaxed it into a new rhythm.

It takes time,patience and endurance to become a devout Muslim. No one, not even God, expects anyone to become an angel overnight. That’s fortunate, I thought, because I sensed that the road ahead might be a long one

I did,” Henric said, with a triumphant look.“Oh,” Meena said, opening the book to the page 74, the one from her dream. “You mean thisprince?” She pointed at the illustration of Lucifer.Henric’s grin faltered slightly. “Precisely.”“He’s not a prince,” Meena said. “As you know perfectly well, he’s a fallen angel. And what wasLucien’s mother?”“A p-princess,” Henric stammered. But there was terror in his eyes.“No,” Lucien said, shaking his head. “She was an angel.”Meena swung around to look at him.

She was his angel, he couldn’t let her know his sins.

A blush of breeze rose from the grass. Jacob felt as if an angel's wing had beat against his cheek. He touched his cheek slowly. He felt embarrassed by the thought."That I should think an angel came to me."He wept. And, again, the brush of breeze against his cheek.

Everything in life is nonsense. It's just a question of perspective.

Can I ask you something very personal while you try things on?”“Yes, of course, what do you want to know?”“…well, it’s just that… I don’t want to offend you,” she said uncertainly. “Oh come on, Akane, out with it!” Mitsuko prompted her, “I want to know the answer too!”“Very well,” agreed the little auburn pixie and cut to the chase: “Where are your wings?”The question was so unexpected that I burst out laughing. “I had to part with them when I came down to Earth. “It’s something every angel has

Heaven and hell could wait.He had paradise right there in his arms.

They don't live here. They live in Heaven.'Where's that?'I don't know,' I said. 'Enos says it's right here, on this side of the wall, but I never saw an angel over here. Kuba says it's in Russia. Olek says Washington America.'What's Washington America?'Enos says it's a place with no wall and no lice and lots of potatoes.

Are you an angel or a devil, sir? I need to know. Are you taking me up or down?

I don't know who you are; you could be an axe murderer for all I know. How am I supposed to trust you and follow you? For that matter, follow you where?" Gabe inquired."Search yourself, what do your instincts tell you?" Uri asked."That you're a crazy nut job and freaking me out!" Gabe snapped back.

He jokingly thought that this guy fancied himself some kind of Jedi knight, waiting for him to say, 'these are not the droids you're looking for.

You feel like you're cursed. Death follows you wherever you go and you feel completely abandoned. You wish it would all end for you. You think that death would be a release, yet something compels you forward."The blood drained from Gabe's face as he listened to Uri speak. "You're not alone, Gabe, there are many more like us and we want to help you.

A few years ago, a priest working in a slum section of a European city was asked why he was doing it, and replied, 'So that the rumor of God may not completely disappear.

Perhaps we all have a face behind a face…Good and the bad, happy and sad, sane and insane. We all have an angel and the stranger and we all have the choice!

Angels are warriors of God. I'm a soldier.

You don't have to be ruled by fate. You can choose freedom, and I still believe that that's something worth fighting for.

Despite their common reputation as agents of God's will, forces of good, and the gold standard for morality, all the angels Dean had met over the last year had been shifty, manipulative dicks. Except Cas, of course.

You are an intriguing combination, half child, half seductress, half angel.

Because through the heavy water, I heard the sound of an angel calling my name, calling me to the only heaven I wanted.

Death walks among us

The same thing that had happened with the flowers was happening with my longing: once I held it in my hands, I didn't know where to put it.

Jamie glanced at her notes. "So let's be honest, Jacks, can we? What is the best part of being an Angel? Is it the lifestyle? Is it the parties? The fame? What's your favourite part?" "Just having this chance," he said after considering. "And what chance is that?" Jamie asked. Jacks's blue eyes twinkled. "The chance to be a hero.

Reinette: One may tolerate a world of demons for the sake of an angel.

In the minds of angelswe find comfortin the eye's of a smilewe find peace..

It was a smile that spelledtrouble. With a promise.

He banged on the side of the carriage. "Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.

And who talks of error now? I scarcely think the notion that flittered across my brain was an error. I believe it was an inspiration rather than a temptation: it was very genial, very soothing—I know that. Here it comes again! It is no devil, I assure you; or if it be, it has put on the robes of an angel of light. I think I must admit so fair a guest when it asks entrance to my heart.”“Distrust it, sir; it is not a true angel.”“Once more, how do you know? By what instinct do you pretend to disti

The entire room turns and stares. There’s no doubt what they see—ripped jeans, a black T-shirt, tattoos and earrings. I don’t care what they see. All I care about is what she sees: a person unwelcomed or the guy she

You want to be bad, angel? I can teach you every position it comes in

That wasn’t blood. It was love. It pours out of you when you lose faith.

Please, baby, you had to know the Devil would be well endowed.

When you just breathe on me, I want you. Being in your arms will melt me. Being naked with you might kill me.

I’m Emma. I’m here to make you see the meaning of your life.” Her exalted words were totally conquered by her dragging tone and lack of eye contact.

Your guardian angel must have been working over time,' Penny laughed shakily. Rose laughed as she put her arms around her sister and hugged her. 'More like the Devil taking care of his own.

The light was everywhere. He would tell me later I looked like an angel... but he just looked like the same devil to me

And you, you’re an angel,’ he said, scornfully, ‘but an angel from a hot place. Since I’m the devil, that makes you one of my subjects. I think I’ll brand you.

Once, my enemies were those I could seeNow the devil lies deep within meBut angels still nudge me, whispering follies of sinThis war is mine, and mine alone, to win.

Because, good God, Lily Wellstone had the face of an angel, the body of a goddess, and the spirit of the devil glinting from her eyes. She was a woman worth losing his soul for.

Be careful who you trust, the devil was once an angel.

She was strong and stubborn but loving. She was an untouchable angel with a devil’s mark. She was beautiful.

My love, I’d volunteer to live a thousand lives if I got to spend any part of them with you.

Okay, how's this? I’ve been to Heaven and Hell. I’ve seen the whole world, but the only thing that makes me want to live is this: being inside you. I love you so much. You’re all I see.

You might want to have Kate close her eyes if you ever want her to sleep with you, asshole. Because once I take off my pants, you’ll always come second.

He looked about as inconspicuous as a tarantula on a slice of angel food.

Each angel that God created was in himself a masterpiece. Each one possessed his own degree of intelligence and his own beauty.

An angel of God never has wings.

Her angel's face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.

I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.

Beauty, the eternal Spouse of the Wisdom of God and Angel of his Presence thru' all creation.

When the bright angel dominates, out comes a great work of art, a Michelangelo David or a Beethoven symphony.

My mom's an angel, bless her heart, for everything I put her through.

Yes, but I don't think of the Teen Angel as of an age.

My mother was the dearest, sweetest angel. She didn't talk; she sang. She was a tower of strength.

As long as you're still walking with the demons of hell! You'll never have the time to slow down to see the angels of heaven behind you.

He said 'sorry,' They all fucking say sorry...Sorry is a word, it fixes nothing; it just makes the perpetrator feel a little less like the arsehole he is.

...for if a woman's body can attract the holy angels, how much more the unholy man.

I know a person that's like none i've even met before,one that is kind,gentle and has the most beautiful heart i've ever seen.For him all the good things in the world would not suffice for he deserves so so much more...somehow the wings i saw yesterday in a picture look like the wings i can see on his angel soul ^^

The devil is a very big angel, but a very little man.

Man allowed by God to do good and evil.That's why some of angels feel so jealous.

He fills me with horror and I do not hate him. How can I hate him, Raoul? Think of Erik at my feet, in the house on the lake, underground. He accuses himself, he curses himself, he implores my forgiveness!...He confesses his cheat. He loves me! He lays at my feet an immense and tragic love. ... He has carried me off for love!...He has imprisoned me with him, underground, for love!...But he respects me: he crawls, he moans, he weeps!...And, when I stood up, Raoul, and told him that I could only d

If it's to be, it's up to me.to which I add;If not now...then when?

Death was a living creature. Death was a man tormented by his past. Death was once a human.

I write about the scariest monsters: The ones inside us all. And the ones that want to eat what is inside us all.

When we live with Integrity every word, thought and action springs from the Intelligence of the Heart and flows in harmony, enlightened by the pure light of Consciousness.

You see a wile, you thwart. Am I right?

Do you know the amount of evil done by well-meaning humans? Oodles. Do you know the amount done by ill-meaning devils? Infinitesimal.

I believe in destiny Angel. I believe every choice I've made has brought me closer to you. I looked for you for a very long time. I may have fallen from heaven, but I fell for you.

You're mine, Angel, and don't you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when I thought your ghost was haunting me; I don't think I can handle the real thing.

The day I charge an unbeliever like you for the word of God will be the day I'm struck dead by lightning, and with good reason.

Think about the whole Biblical story of Mary. She wakes up and sees something with a lion, eagle, and human face that wants to inseminate her with the Holy Seed. She’s practically a saint just for not killing herself on the spot.

When the mind is silent, you can listen to your heart and remember that everything is Love and that you are that Love.

You are never alone,your Angels always whisper to your heart.By silencing your mind,you can be filled with their Love.

Thinking belongs to duality. Love belongs to the Oneness. There is no thought without judgment, there is no Unconditional Love without the silence of the mind.

Clear your mind and you will be filled by the Love of the Oneness.

You don't talk much, do you, angel-face? I like that in a woman.

She wasn't ordinary, I liked her that way. Mystery oozed from her pours as she walked so lightly I could have mistaken her for an angel.

She is beautiful like an angel, charming like a fairy and sweet like honey.