A Quote by Pat Conroy

... the wing of a fly is proof enough of the existence of God for me. — © Pat Conroy
... the wing of a fly is proof enough of the existence of God for me.
For me, the Beatles are proof of the existence of God.
Music is, to me, proof of the existence of God.
I'm not left-wing, or right-wing. With only one wing I couldn't fly, and I just couldn't have that.
In the absence of any other proof, the thumb alone would convince me of God's existence.
And now the announcement of Watson and Crick about DNA. This is for me the real proof of the existence of God.
We desperately need to understand something of the magnitude of sin, of evil, and of gross wickedness in this world if we are to appreciate our redemption. God's love, grace, and mercy shine all the brighter against the awful reality of evil. Indeed, the very existence of evil is a powerful proof of God's existence and holiness.
The only proof for the existence of God is that without God you couldn't prove anything.
Ignorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.
Left wing, right wing, I am wingless and tired of trying to fly. Here comes the ground.
If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph: THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD WAS MUSIC
But what of faith? What of fidelity and loyalty? Complete trust? Faith is not granted by tangible proof. It comes from the heart and the soul. If a person needs proof of god's existence, then the very notion of spirituality is diminished into sensuality and we have reduced what is holy into what is logical.-Drizzt Do'urden
Assuming either the Left Wing or the Right Wing gained control of the country, it would probably fly around in circles.
Religion and science are the two wings upon which man's intelligence can soar into the heights, with which the human soul can progress. It is not possible to fly with one wing alone! Should a man try to fly with the wing of religion alone he would quickly fall into the quagmire of superstition, whilst on the other hand, with the wing of science alone he would also make no progress, but fall into the despairing slough of materialism.
I worry hope will crush me, the way love has so many times before. Are they so different, hope and love? O & E in the same place, half of the other in each word. Both swimming in unknowns. I’ve been through the big changes. These ones should seem easier in comparison, I should be more prepared, but they don’t and I’m not. Sometimes I feel like a broken-wing butterfly, clinging to a window screen. Afraid to let go. Afraid to stay. Wondering how much wing is enough to fly.
Music is, to me, proof of the existence of God. It is so extraordinarily full of magic, and in tough times of my life I can listen to music and it makes such a difference.
Come away, my dear brethren, fly, fly, fly for your lives to Jesus Christ; fly to a bleeding God, fly to a throne of grace; and beg of God to break your heart; beg of God to convince you of your actual sins; beg of God to convince you of your original sin; beg of God to convince you of your self-righteousness; beg of God to give you faith, and to enable you to close with Jesus Christ.
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