Top 1200 Angel Of Death Quotes & Sayings - Page 16

The angel rolled away the stone from Jesus' tomb, not to let the living Lord out, but to let unconvinced outsiders in.

You want me to sneak up on an angel and rip out its pinfeathers, so you can make a fashion statement?

Then the fear all humans felt when met with Death’s gaze came over his face. That’s right buddy, I’m Death, now move away from my girl.

In the 'Angel' days, all there was was a community that was like a chat room. If you were looking for feedback, you had to look for it.

When angels go bad they are worse than anyone else. Remember Lucifer used to be an angel.

I don't care who I have to fight! If he rips my arms out, I'll kick him to death! If he rips my legs off, I'll bite him to death! If he rips my head off, I'll stare him to death! And if he gouges out my eyes, I'll curse him from the grave! Even If i'm torn to shreds, I'm taking Sasuke back from Orochimaru!

I have a thing about angels. I believe in them. I feel like I have a guardian angel. I think everybody has one.

I don't sit in the corner waiting for death: death has to pursue me. I'm going strong. I hope to reach 100 and ask for an extension, just like my grandmother did.

I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman.

What though my winged hours of bliss have been, Like angel visits, few and far between.

If there is anything that keeps the mind open to angel visits, and repels the ministry of ill, it is human love.

There is no passion in the mind of man so weak, but it mates and masters the fear of death . . . Revenge triumphs over death; love slights it; honor aspireth to it; grief flieth to it.

I am the laughter of the new-born child On whose soft-breathing sleep an angel smiled.

I think you need to have a very strong angel community that is committed to mentoring up-and-coming entrepreneurs.

When the bright angel dominates, out comes a great work of art, a Michelangelo David or a Beethoven symphony.

When we wrapped 'Angel,' I definitely had a moment where I thought, 'Wow, that was the best job I'm ever gonna have.'

The voice of an Angel, the Heart of a Lamb, the spirit of a Lioness, the presence of a Goddess, love you R.I.P Whitney Houston.

If you try to shut down your angel guidance, that's the path to feeling unhappy and results in addiction.

For every force charged by God, may He be exalted, with some business is an angel put in charge.

I think that laughter and death are closely related: comedy is the quintessential human reaction to the fear of death. It's probably linked with the fact that we are the only animals who know we must die.

Living life from a whole different angle. Only see the road through the wings of an angel.

Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and old sheep; and I have heard our parson say, death values a prince no more than a clown.

Death is the lot of us all, and the only way that the human race has ever conquered death is by treating it with contempt. By living every golden minute as if one had all Eternity.

I hold the view that death is rather like changing one's clothes when they are torn and old. It is not an end in itself. Yet death is unpredictable-you do not know when and howT it will take place.

Approaches to death and dying reveal much of the attitude of society as a whole to the individuals who compose it. The development of ideas of what constitutes a good death can even be traced to prehistory.

Love is strong as death; but nothing else is as strong as either; and both, love and death, met in Christ. How strong and powerful upon you, then, should that instruction be, that comes to you from both these, the love and death of Jesus Christ!

I married somebody half my age, and everybody thought I was crazy, but she is just an absolute angel.

Why should I fear death? If I am, then death is not. If Death is, then I am not. Why should I fear that which can only exist when I do not? Long time men lay oppressed with slavish fear. Religious tyranny did domineer. At length the mighty one of Greece Began to assent the liberty of man.

Death is not earnest in the same way the eternal is. To the earnestness of death belongs precisely that remarkable capacity for awakening, that resonance of a profound mockery which, detached from the thought of the eternal, is an empty and often brash jest, but together with the thought of the eternal is just what it should be, utterly different from the insipid solemness which least of all captures and holds a thought with tension like that of death.

The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an angel's wing.

Poetry is enthusiasm with wings of fire; it is the angel of high thoughts, that inspires us with the power of sacrifice.

There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings.

Now I just don't know who to tell to go to hell Who put the old devil in the distorted angel?

Once upon a time, an angel lay dying in the mist. And a devil knelt over him and smiled.

People say, 'You look like the girl who used to be on that show 'Angel' - they don't actually think I'm her.

He looked like a fallen angel, replete with all the dangerous male beauty that Lucifer could devise.

I like all the angels around because they protect me and my daughter. I mean, her Dad's an angel.

We have a mentoring and angel investing programme. We are also talking to the government to help create a VC industry.

Every man hath a good and a bad angel attending on him, all his life long.

My name, Solange, means 'Angel of the sun,' and I'm completely enamored of my African history. The culture is so expressive.

I had done six or eight traditional angel investments and basically just thought it sucked.

Death has such great importance in this society that it affects everything. I learned from my guru that death is not the enemy, I see it as another moment. Yet it's the end of an incarnation and means going on to other incarnations.

And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.

Photography is linked with death in many different ways. The most immediate and explicit is the social practice of keeping photographs in memory of loved beings who are no longer alive. But there is another real death which each of us undergoes every day, as each day we draw nearer to our own death. Even when the person photographed is still living, that moment when she or he was has forever vanished.

The idea of death robs inquiry of its passionate vitality and empties our efforts of their purpose by coming to one predestined conclusion, death. Why inquire if you already know the answer?

I was fine with that. The very idea of Death knowing my name made my skin crawl. Even if this particular Death was only one of many, and almost too pretty to look at.

I have angel wings and a halo on my wrist, which I got done on my 30th birthday in memory of my brother.

I feel the same magic about 'Angel Falls' that I did with 'Twin Peaks' and 'Mod Squad.'

Misfortune is never mournful to the soul that accepts it; for such do always see that every cloud is an angel's face.

At physical death man loses his consciousness of the flesh and becomes conscious of his astral body in the astral world. Thus physical death is astral birth. Later, he passes from the consciousness of luminous astral birth to the consciousness of dark astral death and awakens in a new physical body. Thus astral death is physical birth. These recurrent cycles of physical and astral encasements are the ineluctable destiny of all unenlightened men.

When I look back on my life, I wonder how I survived - my mother said I had a guardian angel.

Kiss an angel good morning and love her like the devil when you get back home.

I'd been a great angel investor, but professional venture capital was clearly not the right thing for me.

Stop hating on yourself for not being perfect. If God wanted perfection, He would have made you an angel.

Love without esteem cannot go far or reach high. It is an angel with only one wing.

I found the experience of falling in love or being in love was a death: a death of everything. You kind of watch yourself die in a wonderful way, and you experience for the briefest moment - if you see yourself for a moment through their eyes - everything you believed about yourself gone. In a death-and-rebirth sense.

A text of Tibetan Buddhism describes the time of death as a unique opportunity for spiritual liberation from the cycles of death and rebirth and a period that determines our next incarnation.

Jem drew back from her, looking dazed. "By the Angel," he said. "Perhaps we do need a chaperon.

To preach more than half an hour, a man should be an angel himself or have angels for hearers.

Most of the time I was in the background. I never played [the Virgin] Mary. I was always kind of the third angel.