A Quote by Elif Safak

A saint belongs to all humanity. — © Elif Safak
A saint belongs to all humanity.
World belongs to humanity, not this leader, that leader or that king or prince or religious leader. World belongs to humanity.
Every Saint belongs to the court of the Queen of All Saints.
A saint is one to be for two when three and you make five and two and cover. A at most. Saint saint a saint.
I wish people wouldn't think of me as a saint - unless they agree with the definition of a saint that a saint's a sinner who goes on trying.
Whenever anybody called Nelson Mandela a saint, he would say: "If by saint you mean a sinner who is trying to be better, then I'm a saint."
To defend his purity, Saint Francis of Assisi rolled in the snow, Saint Benedict threw himself into a thorn bush, and Saint Bernard plunged into an icy pond... You - what have you done?
A saint is Christ's bride, totally attached, faithful, dependent. A saint is also totally independent, detached from idols and from other husbands... A saint is higher than anyone else in the world. A saint is the real mountain climber. A saint is also lower than anyone else in the world. As with water, he flows to the lowest places - like Calcutta.
Scientific knowledge belongs to humanity.
You cannot be half a saint; you must be a whole saint or no saint at all.
Palestine belongs to the Arabs in the same sense that England belongs to the English or France to the French. It is wrong and inhuman to impose the Jews on the Arabs... Surely it would be a crime against humanity to reduce the proud Arabs so that Palestine can be restored to the Jews partly or wholly as their national home
A saint is a person who gives of themself without asking for anything in return. That's how simple it is to be a saint. Try it! Try being a saint.
A saint is a person who gives of themself without asking for anything in return. That's how simple it is to be a saint. Try it! Try being a saint
You cannot make a sinner into a saint by killing him. He who does not live as a saint here will never live as a saint hereafter.
The bread you store up belongs to the hungry; the cloak that lies in your chest belongs to the naked; the gold you have hidden in the ground belongs to the poor.
Freedom is the alone unoriginated birthright of man, and belongs to him by force of his humanity.
There will be no sickness for the saint of God. ... If your body belongs to God, it does not and cannot belong to sickness.
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