The Feast of All Saints Quotes
The Feast of All Saints
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Anne Rice18,799 ratings, 3.88 average rating, 524 reviews
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“When you find out there is no ultimate good and evil in which you can place your faith, the world does not fall apart at the seams. It simply means that every decision is more difficult, more critical, because you are creating the good and evil yourself and they are very real.”
― The Feast of All Saints
― The Feast of All Saints
“Nothing was anything until someone defined it. Nothing was inevitable. Nothing was inviolate. Everything existed, perhaps, by the act of faith, and we were always in the midst of creating our world, complete with the trappings of tradition that was nothing more than an invention like all the rest.”
― The Feast of All Saints
― The Feast of All Saints
“Because if it's really true that there's no order, then anything can happen to us. Anything at all. There's no real natural law, no right and wrong that's immutable, and the world is suddenly a savage place where any number of things can go wrong.”
― The Feast of All Saints
― The Feast of All Saints
“The world was one thing, but all people are not of it. Some are better than it, apart from it, more splendid, untouchable and pure.”
― The Feast of All Saints
― The Feast of All Saints
“And Marie, a quiet person who said little ever to anyone, despised herself at such times for this natural inclination.”
― The Feast of All Saints
― The Feast of All Saints
“As the dress dropped drown like froth over her arms and settled in layers about her waist, she saw a woman in the mirror, and let out a gasp. Her body softened, grew smaller, and she was privy to a subtle but titilating strength.”
― The Feast of All Saints
― The Feast of All Saints
“The yellow skin on the backs of his hands appeared silky and translucent, and he tended to grasp things that interested him, suddenly with long fingers that appeared reverent. And sometimes, if he turned to look up at you abruptly from a glass display case under a lamp, the light would make his close-cropped hair a halo around his head, and he stared with the serious radiance of those roundfaced Byzantine saints who are rapt with the Beautific Vision.”
― The Feast of All Saints
― The Feast of All Saints
“Nunca en mi vida he dejado de amar a nadie que haya querido.”
― The Feast of All Saints
― The Feast of All Saints
