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Miracles happen to those who believe in them.
Miracles happen to those who believe in them.
All change is a miracle to contemplate; but it is a miracle which is taking place every second.
All change is a miracle to contemplate; but it is a miracle which is taking place every second.
In those parts of the world where learning and science has prevailed, miracles have ceased; but in those parts of read more
In those parts of the world where learning and science has prevailed, miracles have ceased; but in those parts of it as are barbarous and ignorant, miracles are still in vogue.
When Christ at Cana's feast by pow'r divine,
Inspir'd cold water, with the warmth of wine,
See! read more
When Christ at Cana's feast by pow'r divine,
Inspir'd cold water, with the warmth of wine,
See! cry'd they while, in red'ning tide, it gush'd,
The bashful stream hath seen its God and blush'd.
Had Tibet not fallen away from dharma
China could not have invaded.
(in reference to violation of Buddha's
forbidding animal read more
Had Tibet not fallen away from dharma
China could not have invaded.
(in reference to violation of Buddha's
forbidding animal slaughter).
What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach,
'Tis an implicit satire on mankind;
And while it satisfies, it read more
What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach,
'Tis an implicit satire on mankind;
And while it satisfies, it censures too.
How awestriking. How sublime..that out of muck and mud and dirt and slime God makes lemons and God makes limes.
How awestriking. How sublime..that out of muck and mud and dirt and slime God makes lemons and God makes limes.
The world presents enough problems if you believe it to be a world of law and order; do not add read more
The world presents enough problems if you believe it to be a world of law and order; do not add to them by believing it to be a world of miracles.
Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life;
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign,
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Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life;
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign,
Distils from thence the tears of wrath and strife,
And so turns wine to water back again.
- Richard Crashaw,
