A Quote by Gustav Mahler

Tradition is tending the flame, not worshiping the ashes. — © Gustav Mahler
Tradition is tending the flame, not worshiping the ashes.
Sunday morning in America is the greatest hour of idolatry in the whole week. Why? Because most people who are even worshiping God, are worshiping a God they don't know. They're worshiping a god that looks more like Santa Claus than the God of Scripture. They're worshiping a god that is a figment of their own imagination. They created a god in their own likeness and they worship the god they've made.
Though jealousy be produced by love, as ashes are by fire, yet jealousy extinguishes love as ashes smother the flame.
I often think about, 'How do we return to a simpler way of living? Is there some way that we can start to think of each other as human beings again, instead of worshiping money, instead of worshiping electronics, instead of worshiping getting ahead just for me?'
If you're not worshiping God on Monday the way you [did] the day before, perhaps you're not worshiping Him at all.
I fear that for the most part people are worshiping worship rather than worshiping God and communing with Him.
Know your literary tradition, savor it, steal from it, but when you sit down to write, forget about worshiping greatness and fetishizing masterpieces.
Worshiping someone means...placing that person outside of our world. We are not worshiping anyone or anything, we are simply communing with Creation.
Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry. Phoenixes burst into flame when it is time for them to die and are reborn from the ashes.
The temple of fame stands upon the grave: the flame that burns upon its altars is kindled from the ashes of great men.
Tradition is not the worship of ashes, but the preservation of fire.
Tradition is the spreading of fire and not the veneration of ashes.
Worshiping the Devil is no more insane than worshiping God...It is precisely at the moment when positivism is at its high-water mark that mysticism stirs into life and the follies of occultism begin.
you must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame; how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?
Oh, no! my heart can never be Again in lightest hopes the same; The love that lingers there for thee Hath more of ashes than of flame.
I overcame myself, the sufferer; I carried my own ashes to the mountains; I invented a brighter flame for myself.
What you call your personality, you know? --it's not like actual bones, or teeth, something solid. It's more like a flame. A flame can be upright, and a flame can flicker in the wind, a flame can be extinguished so there's no sign of it, like it had never been.
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