I've just been reading about Søren Kierkegaard in my history book, and he's actually quite fascinating. He pioneered the concept that faith is beyond reason, and he also wrote/said a few fairly magnificent quotes. I compiled my favorites, as taken from Wikiquotes. ^_^
“The more one suffers, the more, I believe, has one a sense for the comic.”
“The task must be made difficult, for only the difficult inspires the noble-hearted.”
“Once you label me you negate me.”
“The presence of irony does not necessarily mean that the earnestness is excluded.”
“There is an expectancy that the whole world cannot take from me; it is the expectancy of faith, and this is victory. I am not deceived, since I did not believe that the world would keep the promise it seemed to be making to me, my expectancy was not in the world but in God.”
“I have just now come from a party where I was its life and soul; witticisms streamed from my lips, everyone laughed and admired me, but I went away — yes, the dash should be as long as the radius of the earth's orbit ——————————— and wanted to shoot myself.”
“God creates out of nothing. Wonderful you say. Yes, to be sure, but He does what is still more wonderful: He makes saints out of sinners.”
“To stand on one leg and prove God's existence is a very different thing from going on one's knees and thanking Him.”
“Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.”
“The tyrant dies and his rule is over; the martyr dies and his rule begins.”
And now, some prose, written quite a while ago, but still pretty decent nonetheless:
"A Bit of Prose"
Sarah Kittell
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
But who could make such a comparison?
Language finds itself inadequate: the human tongue stumbles over random noises strung together in a failed attempt at coherency.
When the mind is unable to capture one perfect image of the sunrise, when the pen cannot do justice to even the simplest flower—what arrogance deceives us in our abilities!
You go from coffee shops to the question of eternity without skipping a beat.
Oh, humanity—Our pride is limitless.
It is beyond the capabilities of the finest artist in history to depict a single cherry blossom—flawlessly. So what makes you think you can describe His most complicated creation?
Yo quiero Mi hijos y hijas.
Learn a lesson in humility and prepare to be bruised.
All that glitters is not gold,
Often have you heard that told,
But that which falls most often on my ears,
Is what I usually fail to hear.
You can’t fit me in a box—assume, judge, label, repeat. A human being is indescribable. I am so much more than flesh and blood and skin and bones. If you have a perfect heart and working lungs and a healthy body, but know not love, joy, anger, sadness, passion, honor, humor, emotion, then you are simply a perfect heart and working lungs and a healthy body.
And what good is that?
The complexities of one cell provide more than enough evidence.
1 + 1 = 2
So simple. So clear.
Don’t compare me to a summer’s day! There are a hundred in a year, every year, year after year after year, always the same.
Beautiful, lovely, gorgeous, awe-inspiring, mind-boggling, breath-taking, jaw-dropping, subliminal, exceptional, incredible, amazing.
And that is only the beginning!
Yes, compare me to Him. Compare me to Yahweh, Adonai, Elohim, Jehovah, Alpha and Omega, Father, Creator, and the Great I AM.
What do you see?
Look at me and Him, and when you realize how utterly insignificant I truly am, run.
Run away from me as fast as you can. Run to the arms of the Everlasting.
I can no more fulfill you than fly to the moon.
So. Artists, your brushes! Poets, your quills! Sculptors, your clay! Depict my God. Be in awe of your limitations.
Shhhhhh!
Listen!
“Be still and know that I Am God.”
My tongue stumbles over random noises strung together in failed attempts at coherency.
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