A Quote by Joseph Glanvill

How the purer spirit is united to his clod, is a knot too hard for fallen humanity to untie. — © Joseph Glanvill
How the purer spirit is united to his clod, is a knot too hard for fallen humanity to untie.
O time, thou must untangle this, not I. It is too hard a knot for me t'untie.
It was like looking at a knot, knowing it was a knot, but not knowing how to untie it. I had no map for this life.
Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie.
I begin to love this little creature, and to anticipate his birth as a fresh twist to a knot, which I do not wish to untie.
We all have an old knot in the heart we wish to untie.
A good mooring needs no knot, still no one can untie it.
With knot of one, the spell's begun. With knot of two, the spell be true. With knot of three, the spell is free. With knot of four, the power is stored. With knot of five, the spell with thrive. With knot of six, this spell I fix.
I count this thing to be grandly true: That a noble deed is a step toward God-- Lifting the soul from the common clod To a purer air and a broader view.
If you're at the end of your rope . . . untie the knot in your heart.
Long ago in China, knot-makers tied string into buttons and frogs, and rope into bell pulls. There was one knot so complicated that it blinded the knot-maker. Finally an emperor outlawed this cruel knot, and the nobles could not order it anymore. If I had lived in China, I would have been an outlaw knot-maker.
I begin to love this little creature, and to anticipate his birth as a fresh twist to a knot which I do not wish to untie. Men are spoilt by frankness, I believe, yet I must tell you that I love you better than I supposed I did, when I promised to love you forever....I feel it thrilling through my frame, giving and promising pleasure.
When we have fallen and need to get back up again, we are able to do it in His strength walking in His Spirit. Cling to the Spirit of Christ Jesus - He will never fail.
There are too many men and women; there is too little Humanity. ... There is a dearth of understanding, of nakedness of spirit. All of us are over-dressed; no man knows what heart beats in his neighbour's bosom.
Seek the wisdom that will untie your knot. Seek the path that demands your whole being.
Your first book is the only one that matters. Perhaps a writer should write only that one. That is the one moment when you make the big leap; the opportunity to express yourself is offered that once, and you untie the knot within you then or never again.
We have fallen into this very mean description of humanity. Naturalism in fiction is too reductive in its definition of human beings.
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