Top 11 Quotes & Sayings by James Kavanaugh

Explore popular quotes and sayings by an American priest James Kavanaugh.
Last updated on November 19, 2024.
James Kavanaugh

James Kavanaugh was an American Catholic priest, author, and poet best remembered for an iconoclastic call for reform published in 1967.

Don't you know That lovers make the rains, Call forth the sun, Re-route hurricanes, And exorcise earthquakes for fun.
I am one of the searchers. There are millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery & unspeakable beauty. We like forests & mountains, deserts & hidden rivers, & lonely cities. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter. To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know.
We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide. — © James Kavanaugh
We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide.
I have no past--the steps have disappeared the wind has blown them away.
For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers, for lonely men and women who dare to ask of life everything good and beautiful. It is for those who are too gentle to live among wolves.
I was born to find goblins in their caves / And chase moonlight / To see shadows and seek hidden rivers / To hear the rain fall on dry leaves / And chat a bit with death across foggy nights.
I was born to catch dragons in their dens And pick flowers To tell tales and laugh away the morning To drift and dream like a lazy stream And walk barefoot across sunshine days.
There are men too gentle to live among wolves.
We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide. Most of all we love and want to be loved. We want to live in a relationship that will not impede our wandering, nor prevent our search, nor lock us in prison walls; that will take us for what little we have to give. We do not want to prove ourselves to another or compete for love.
It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud.
Little world, full of little people shouting for recognition, screaming for love, Rolling world, teeming with millions, carousel of the hungry, Is there food enough? Wheat and corn will not do. The fat are the hungriest of all, the skinny the most silent.
This site uses cookies to ensure you get the best experience. More info...
Got it!