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I'd have made a terrible nun.
She was a patron saint of the peripheral.
Silence, maiden; thy tongue outruns thy discretion.
She belonged to the law as some women had once been brides of Christ.
O wretched is the dame, to whom the sound,
"Your lord will soon return," no phrase brings.
Next to that dragon Micha had wirtten: 'KIS EacH OthER'.
Abel looked at Anna. Anna looked at Abel.
'She is the little queen,' said Abel, 'in our fairy tale, at least.'
'One must obey the queen,' said Anna.
To happy convents, bosomed deep in vines,
Where slumber abbots, purple as their wines.
She's the Queen Bitch of Castle Hell. If you mess with her, she'll eat you alive.
Maude meant nothing that she said. She knew how pretty she looked in furs. She was a rattle, not understanding her own bnoise; but the scholar hung upon her words, and believed them inspired, and did not know they were murmurings from a shell.
Seraphine, Seraphine, Seraphine. O most beloved of women, most fiery of saints, never leave me, please. I'll erect columns of white marble to you, build gardens of delights for you, cause ships to sail and warriors to rise for you, if you'll only remain by my side.
The Immaculate alone has from God the promise of victory over Satan. She seeks souls that will consecrate themselves entirely to her, that will become in her hands forceful instruments for the defeat of Satan and the spread of God's kingdom.
They the royal-hearted women are
Who nobly love the noblest, yet have grace
For needy suffering lives in lowliest place,
Carrying a choicer sunlight in their smile,
The heavenliest ray that pitieth the vile.
She was a queen, yet saw through the thrones and palaces of this world.
If Avery was a whore, so was a nun
What maiden knows how the world is skewed to spare any testing of her virtue?
She had Authority conferred on her. Metempsychosistically.
Ah, fairest maiden, thine beauty doth maketh mine loins stir, and mine cup runneth over.
She is my salvation, my reason for existence, my queen.
Woman [in the 14th century] was the Church's rival, the temptress, the distraction, the obstacle to holiness, the Devil's decoy.
She had once been a Catholic, but discovering that priests were infinitely more attentive when she was in process of losing or regaining faith in Mother Church, she maintained an enchantingly wavering attitude.
She was beholden to no man, held her tongue for none, she would stand before the gods themselves and inform them of what they could do with their immortal souls.
Mother Teresa would seek no other pulpit than the hovels of the poor, and no other sermon than her works of love, performed for the unloved, in God's name.
My lady, it is the lady empress Sextilia Augusta, mother to - ' 'She knows to whom I am mother. The entire world knows to whom I am mother. The entire world shares my shame.' The empress's voice was sharp
My sister the nun, who wasn't going to wait for the bishop because she had an eighty-proof hangover,
To shape the soul of a young girl, all the nuns in the world are not equal to one mother.
One should not seek among others the truth that can be easily gotten from the Church. For in her, as in a rich treasury, the apostles have placed all that pertains to truth, so that everyone can drink this beverage of life. She is the door of life.
The perennial sadness of a girl who is both death and the maiden.
O Virgin most holy, none abounds in the knowledge of God except through thee; none, O Mother of God, obtains salvation except through thee, none receives a gift from the throne of mercy except through thee.
Her name is Brienne," Jaime said. "Brienne, the maid of Tarth. You are still maiden, I hope?"
Her broad homely face turned red. "Yes."
"Oh, good," Jaime said. "I only rescue maidens.
You are holding in your hands not only a book of readings and instruction for the journey, but one monastic's heart of love held out to a searching world.
who might have been a preacher had she not been cloven
Commissariat in her own hands, in spite of all Mary's
That 'creature,' that 'woman of loose behaviour' is perhaps holier than you are yourselves, you monks who are seeking salvation! She fell perhaps in her youth, ruined by her environment. But she loved much and Christ himself forgave the woman 'who loved much.
Behold the grapes and all the fruits that Autumn gives today, As robed in red and gold, she rules, the Empress of Decay!
of the palace to inform me that Lady Margaret
beautiful young maiden?
Her name is Brienne. Brienne, the maid of Tarth. You are still maiden, I hope?"
"Yes."
"Oh, good. I only rescue maidens.
A voluminous, prosaick, and drivelling Monk.
Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell . . . .
Let them (the wicked) see the beauty of virtue, and pine at having forsaken her.
[Lat., Virtutem videant, intabescantque relicta.]
Behold me, here I am; thy little handmaiden Acceptance-with-Joy and all that is in my heart is thine.
His unashamed, avenging queen.
When she lives at his palace, the maiden niece of a bishop can pass for a respectable woman because, if she has a love affair, she is obliged to hoodwink her uncle.
Years professed nun, nurse and midwife in the East
This maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I am Queen of Joya d'Arena and bearer of a living Godstone. I kneel to no one. - Elisa
Impostor; do not charge most innocent Nature, As if she would her children should be riotous With her abundance; she, good cateress, Means her provision only to the good, That live according to her sober laws, And holy dictate of spare temperance.
Being Benedictine--a monastic or an oblate--means trying a little harder to show the courtesy of love for one another, to see Christ in the people with whom, we live, work and pray--and to look for Him even in the people with whom we disagree.
A lady laced with grace . . .
Such, is impossible to despise.
So mourn'd the dame of Ephesus her love.
Oh! she was good as she was fair.
None-none on earth above her!
As pure in thought as angels are,
To know her was to love her.
CHAPTER LXXIX THE LAST DAYS OF MARY MASTERS
Well, Monsieur Laporte placed her near her Majesty in order that our poor queen might at least have someone in whom she could place confidence, abandoned as she is by the king, watched as she is by the cardinal, betrayed as she is by everybody." "Ah, ah!
For no reason at all, he thought that she looked like a nun. The beautiful kind. The kind that gave and gave because that's what they knew how to do. And the giving made them more beautiful.
She was the heir of fire. She
Not she with trait'rous kiss her Saviour stung, Not she denied him with unholy tongue; She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave, Last at his cross and earliest at his grave.
A loving maiden grows unconsciously more bold.
Her one desire, so long resisted, to make herself his, to call him her lord, her own - then,
That I grow sour, who only lack delight; That I descend to sneer, who only grieve: That from my depth I should contemn your height; That with my blame my mockery you receive; Huntress and splendour of the woodland night, Diana of this world, do not believe.
Archbishop - A Christian ecclesiastic of a rank superior to that attained by Christ.
Commemoration of Katherine of Alexandria, Martyr, 4th century If ye keep watch over your hearts, and listen for the Voice of God and learn of Him, in one short hour ye can learn more from Him than ye could learn from Man in a thousand years.
Veiled melancholy has her sovereign shrine
A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light
Her name's Brienne.
Vera incessu patuit dea.
(The goddess indubitable was revealed in her step.)
Every Saint belongs to the court of the Queen of All Saints.
Chivalry!
why, maiden, she is the nurse of pure and high affection
the stay of the oppressed, the redresser of grievances, the curb of the power of the tyrant
Nobility were but an empty name without her, and liberty finds the best protection in her lance and her sword.
Goodness knows she is too fierce for you
Goodness knows she has eyes for a lord
Goodness knows she yet will prove untrue
Her cheek's blush is as false as her word
Reason is the mistress and queen of all things.
[Lat., Domina omnium et regina ratio.]
Poor Isabella; - which poor Isabella, passing her life with those she doated on, full of their merits, blind to their faults, and always innocently busy, might have been a model of right feminine happiness.
that the servant who stood by her bedside
What is a woman that you forsake her
And the hearth fire and the home acre
To go with that old grey widow-maker?
She is the witch you burned
by daylight and crept from your home
to consult & bribe at night. The love
that tortured you you blamed on her.
The convent is supreme egotism resulting in supreme self-denial.
We finally got around to processing the Queen's request to reinstate your bel dame status," Fatima said.
"What, twelve years later?"
"Bel dames are not known for the efficiency of their paper pushing.
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt.
Chaste is she whom no one has asked.
Lady of the Mere, Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.
Santa Teresa is a convent that doubles as an orphanage for girls. I'm now the oldest out of thirty-seven, a distinction I've held for six months, after the last girl who turned eighteen left. At eighteen we must all make the choice to strike out on our own or to forge a life within the Church.
Saint Cath, please guide my eyes, she prays, and keep my hands from stealing. She has to pray her prayer, or things from good people end up in her pack, and she hates that about herself.
She was of the Fae. She did not worry over right or wrong. She was a creature of pure desire, much like a child.
But soft you, the fair Ophelia: Ope not thy ponderous and marble jaws, But get thee to a nunnery - go!
She is the noor of my eyes and the sultan of my heart.
I do not believe it is possible to exaggerate what she has been in the way of a Sacrament out here - God conveying His presence through the common elements of an ordinary life.
This is your aunt, Regin the Radiant. We don't believe she possesses verbal governors of any kind.
What fervent love of herself would Virtue excite if she could be seen!
She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott.
Angels listen when she speaks; She's my delight, all mankind's wonder; But my jealous heart would break Should we live one day asunder.
An intelligent, energetic, educated woman cannot be kept in four walls - even satin-lined, diamond-studded walls - without discovering sooner or later that they are still a prison cell.
(America's Medieval Women, Harper's Magazine, August 1938)
There was nothing meek about her. She supposed that God loved her, but in a personal way; she took it for granted that He admired her.
blessed be
she
who is
both
furious
and
magnificent
She smashes her knuckles into winter
As autumn's wind fades into black
She is the saint of all the sinners,
the one whose fallen through the cracks ...
(iViva la Gloria!)
The eternal female draws us onward.
A ministering angel shall my sister be.
The convent, which belongs to the West as it does to the East, to antiquity as it does to the present time, to Buddhism and Muhammadanism as it does to Christianity, is one of the optical devices whereby man gains a glimpse of infinity.
[When asked her occupation:] Destroyer of the works of the Devil by the direct order of God.
Anton: "You're asking me?"
Sister Carlotta: "God not being convenient, I ask a fellow mortal.
It is the duty of each one of us to be a holy woman. We shall have elevated aims, if we are holy women.
Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art,
A good mouth-filling oath.
She had to strive to make every thought obedient to the love of Christ whatever violent feelings churned within her. She had to take her every thought captive to the obedience of Christ and leave no room for anger and jealousy and thoughts of revenge.