George MacDonald Quotes About Heart

• Si en lugar de una gema, o incluso una flor, lanzáramos el regalo de un pensamiento cariñoso al corazón de un amigo, eso sería dar como dan los ángeles.

  George MacDonald

  Inspiración, Amistad, Pensando en Ti

• He may delay because it would not be safe to give us at once what we ask: we are not ready for it. To give ere we could truly receive, would be to destroy the very heart and hope of prayer, to cease to be our Father. The delay itself may work to bring us nearer to our help, to increase the desire, perfect the prayer, and ripen the receptive condition.

  George MacDonald

  Prayer, Father, Heart

  George MacDonald (2016). “Unspoken Sermons, completed: MacDonald's Works”, p.172, VM eBooks

• This is and has been the Father's work from the beginning-to bring us into the home of His heart.

  George MacDonald

  Father, Home, Heart

  George MacDonald (2015). “The Complete Works of George MacDonald: Novels, Short Stories, Poetry, Theological Writings & Essays (Illustrated): The Princess and the Goblin, Phantastes, At the Back of the North Wind, Lilith, England’s Antiphon, David Elginbrod, Malcolm, The Light Princess, The Golden Key and many more”, p.13355, e-artnow

• All those evil doctrines about God that work misery and madness have their origin in the brains of the wise and prudent, not in the hearts of children.

  George MacDonald

  Sabio, Niños, Corazón

  George MacDonald (2015). “Delphi Complete Works of George MacDonald (Illustrated)”, p.13260, Delphi Classics

• Puede ser infinitamente menos malo asesinar a un hombre que negarse a perdonarlo. El primero puede ser el acto de un momento de pasión: el segundo es la elección del corazón.

  George MacDonald

  Pasión, Corazón, Hombres

  George Macdonald (2012). "Unspoken Sermons Series I, II, and III", p.33, Simon and Schuster.

• Ahora quiero que pienses que en la vida vendrán problemas, que parecen como si nunca fueran a pasar. La noche y la tormenta parecen como si fueran a durar para siempre; pero la calma y la mañana no pueden detenerse; la tormenta en su propia naturaleza es transitoria. El esfuerzo de la naturaleza, como el del corazón humano, es siempre volver a su reposo, porque Dios es Paz.

  George MacDonald

  Morning, Peace, Nature

• No, there is no escape. There is no heaven with a little of hell in it--no plan to retain this or that of the devil in our hearts or our pockets. Out Satan must go, every hair and feather!

  George MacDonald

  Heart, Hair, Heaven

  George MacDonald, Rolland Hein (2004). “The Heart of George MacDonald: A One-Volume Collection of His Most Important Fiction, Essays, Sermons, Drama, and Biographical Information”, p.399, Regent College Publishing

• When we understand the outside of things, we think we have them. Yet the Lord puts his things in subdefined, suggestive shapes, yielding no satisfactory meaning to the mere intellect, but unfolding themselves to the conscience and heart.

  George MacDonald

  Heart, Thinking, Shapes

  George Macdonald (2012). “Unspoken Sermons Series I, II, and III”, p.113, Simon and Schuster

• We have to do with God, to whom no one can look without the need of being good waking up in his heart; to think about God is to begin to be good.

  George MacDonald

  God, Heart, Thinking

  George MacDonald (2015). “Delphi Complete Works of George MacDonald (Illustrated)”, p.12931, Delphi Classics

• Forgiveness is the giving and so the receiving of life. the latter may be an impulse of a moment of heat; whereas the former is a cold and deliberate choice of the heart.

  George MacDonald

  Forgiveness, Heart, Giving

• Her heart - like every heart, if only its fallen sides were cleared away - was an inexhaustible fountain of love: she loved everything she saw.

  George MacDonald

  Amor, Corazón, Cuidado

  George MacDonald (2015). “The Complete Works of George MacDonald: Novels, Short Stories, Poetry, Theological Writings & Essays (Illustrated): The Princess and the Goblin, Phantastes, At the Back of the North Wind, Lilith, England’s Antiphon, David Elginbrod, Malcolm, The Light Princess, The Golden Key and many more”, p.2406, e-artnow

• If it were not for the outside world, we would have no inside world to understand things by. Least of all could we understand God without these millions of sights and sounds and scents and motions, weaving their endless harmonies. They come out of His heart to let us know a little of what is in it.

  George MacDonald

  Heart, Sight, Environmental

  George MacDonald (2015). “The Complete Novels of George Macdonald (Illustrated): The Princess and the Goblin, The Princess and Curdie, Phantastes, At the Back of the North Wind, Lilith, David Elginbrod, Malcolm, Ranald Bannerman's Boyhood, Wilfrid Cumbermede and many more”, p.5600, e-artnow

• The whole history of the Christian life is a series of resurrections. . . . Every time we find our hearts are troubled, that we are not rejoicing in God, a resurrection must follow; a resurrection out of the night of troubled thought into the gladness of the truth.

  George MacDonald

  Christian, Heart, Night

• When I can no more stir my soul to move, and life is but the ashes of a fire; when I can but remember that my heart once used to live and love, long and aspire- O, be thou then the first, the one thou art; be thou the calling, before all answering love, and in me wake hope, fear, boundless desire.

  George MacDonald

  Art, Moving, Fire

  George MacDonald (2006). “A Book of Strife in the Form of the Diary of an Old Soul”, p.6, ReadHowYouWant.com

• Love me, beloved; Hades and Death Shall vanish away like a frosty breath; These hands, that now are at home in thine, Shall clasp thee again, if thou art still mine; And thou shalt be mine, my spirit's bride, In the ceaseless flow of eternity's tide, If the truest love thy heart can know Meet the truest love that from mine can flow. Pray God, beloved, for thee and me, That our sourls may be wedded eternally.

  George MacDonald

  Art, Home, Hands

  George MacDonald, “Within And Without: Part Iv: A Dramatic Poem”

• But words are vain; reject them all— They utter but a feeble part: Hear thou the depths from which they call, The voiceless longing of my heart.

  George MacDonald

  Heart, Depth, Voiceless

  George MacDonald (2015). “Delphi Complete Works of George MacDonald (Illustrated)”, p.46, Delphi Classics

• For that great Love speaks in the most wretched and dirty hearts; only the tone of its voice depends on the echoes of the place in which it sounds.

  George MacDonald

  Life, Dirty, Heart

  George MacDonald (2015). “George MacDonald: The Complete Fantasy Collection - 8 Novels & 30+ Short Stories and Fairy Tales (Illustrated): The Princess and the Goblin, Lilith, Phantastes, The Princess and Curdie, At the Back of the North Wind, Portent, The Lost Princess, Adela Cathcart, Dealings with the Fairies and many more”, p.597, e-artnow

• My spirits rose as I went deeper; into the forest; but I could not regain my former elasticity of mind. I found cheerfulness to be like life itself - not to be created by any argument. Afterwards I learned, that the best way to manage some kinds of pain fill thoughts, is to dare them to do their worst; to let them lie and gnaw at your heart till they are tired; and you find you still have a residue of life they cannot kill. So, better and worse, I went on, till I came to a little clearing in the forest.

  George MacDonald

  Pain, Lying, Tired

  George MacDonald (1858). “Phantastes: A Faerie Romance for Men and Women”, p.92

• The boy should enclose and keep, as his life, the old child at the heart of him, and never let it go. He must still, to be a right man, be his mother's darling, and more, his father's pride, and more. The child is not meant to die, but to be forever fresh born.

  George MacDonald

  Madre, hijos, padre

  George MacDonald, Rolland Hein (2004). “The Heart of George MacDonald: A One-Volume Collection of His Most Important Fiction, Essays, Sermons, Drama, and Biographical Information”, p.31, Regent College Publishing

• It is vain to think that any weariness, however caused, any burden, however slight, may be got rid of otherwise than by bowing the neck to the yoke of the Father's will. There can be no other rest for heart and soul than He has created. From every burden, from every anxiety, from all dread of shame or loss, even loss of love itself, that yoke will set us free.

  George MacDonald

  Father, Heart, Loss

  George MacDonald (2016). “The Hope of the Gospel: MacDonald's Works”, p.90, VM eBooks

• It is the heart that is not sure of its God that is afraid to laugh in His presence.

  George MacDonald

  Heart, Laughing, Not Sure

  George MacDonald (2015). “Delphi Complete Works of George MacDonald (Illustrated)”, p.6560, Delphi Classics

• What a man is lies as certainly upon his countenance as in his heart, though none of his acquaintances may be able to read it. The very intercourse with him may have rendered it more difficult.

  George MacDonald

  Mentira, Corazón, Hombres

  George MacDonald (2015). “The Complete Novels of George Macdonald (Illustrated): The Princess and the Goblin, The Princess and Curdie, Phantastes, At the Back of the North Wind, Lilith, David Elginbrod, Malcolm, Ranald Bannerman's Boyhood, Wilfrid Cumbermede and many more”, p.5088, e-artnow

• God Himself - His thoughts, His will, His love, His judgments are men's home. To think His thoughts, to choose His will, to judge His judgments, and thus to know that He is in us, with us, is to be at home. And to pass through the valley of the shadow of death is the way home, but only thus, that as all changes have hitherto led us nearer to this home, the knowledge of God, so this greatest of all outward changes - for it is but an outward change - will surely usher us into a region where there will be fresh possibilities of drawing nigh in heart, soul, and mind to the Father of us all.

  George MacDonald

  God, Father, Home

  "Diccionario de palabras ardientes de escritores brillantes". Libro de Josiah Hotchkiss Gilbert, 1895.

• Better to have the poet's heart than brain,
  Feeling than song.

  George MacDonald

  Song, Heart, Feelings

  George MacDonald (1872). “Within and Without”, p.117

• For when is the child the ideal child in our eyes and to our hearts? Is it not when with gentle hand he takes his father by the beard, and turns that father's face up to his brothers and sisters to kiss? when even the lovely selfishness of love-seeking has vanished, and the heart is absorbed in loving?

  George MacDonald

  Hermano, Hijos, Padre

  George MacDonald (2007). “Unspoken Sermons”, p.21, Cosimo, Inc.

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