We’ve sourced some of the most interesting and thought-provoking Altar Quotes from Andre Braugher, Stephen Mangan, Lionel Shriver, Michelle Obama, Martin Dempsey. Each of the following quotes is overflowing with creativity, and knowledge.
But only if I believe that my directing talents will improve the material I’d be working on. I want to make sure I don’t sacrifice beautiful material on the altar of my direction.
My mother was gentle and warm. She was the sort of person you could really open up to. I was the eldest and her only boy, so I guess I was treated differently. She did bring me up as a Catholic, and at one time I was an altar boy, but I lost my faith, as did my father, when my mother died at 45.
In the perfect world, no one would need pre-nups. But all too often, a misty-eyed romancer at the altar transforms into a vengeful, avaricious fiscal predator when the marriage goes south.
If proud Americans can be who they are and boldly stand at the altar with who they love then surely, surely we can give everyone in this country a fair chance at that great American Dream.
I worked hard at whatever task I was given and embraced leadership opportunities, whether as a crossing guard, an altar boy, or a general.
I was baptized as an infant. I was confirmed as an adolescent; I was active in my church’s youth group and in my university student group. I was married before the church’s altar; trained at the church’s seminaries, ordained deacon and priest at age 24.
Two races share today the soil of Canada. These people had not always been friends. But I hasten to say it. There is no longer any family here but the human family. It matters not the language people speak, or the altars at which they kneel.
During the nineteenth century, men died believing in the cause of royalty or republicanism. In reality, much of their sacrifice was rendered on the altar of the new nationalism.
Fundamental protections, the assumption of innocence, trial by jury, and the right to appear before a court have all been sacrificed on the altar of the E.U. superstate.
I like visiting people’s homes on Saint Joseph’s Day, when people set up altars, serve food as a tribute to the saint, and invite the public – I enjoy that much more than Mardi Gras.
I am a lover of truth, a worshipper of freedom, a celebrant at the altar of language and purity and tolerance.
I have sworn upon the altar of God, eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man.
The walls of the Franciscan Church of the Assumption of the Holy Virgin Mary were ruined stucco chipping away from the brick underneath, with ghostly frescoes, concrete-filled niches, and one complete, vivid crucifix painted over the altar.
I’m going to say my favorite thing is to eat salads, and I’ll be like the altar boy.
Example and general milieu, once considered so important in the nurture of children, are sacrificed on the altars of the false god we call free choice but which imprisons us all in a collective moral paralysis and delivers an anarchy that the State itself shrinks from challenging.
Sometimes people have questioned whether I was making fun of the industry or just at myself. I’m just trying to raise a smile. Clothes aren’t meant to be worshipped at a church altar.
If I could marry my motorcycle, I’d roll her right up to the altar.
Rather than embracing mainstream, majority-held positions, 2020 Democratic presidential candidates have made it exceedingly clear that they will sacrifice themselves on the altar of the radical left – endorsing positions held by a select few and fueling an unstoppable tailwind behind President Trump’s reelection.
I loved every second of Catholic church. I loved the sickly sweet rotting-pomegranate smells of the incense. I loved the overwrought altar, the birdbath of holy water, the votive candles; I loved that there was a poor box, the stations of the cross rendered in stained glass on the windows.
I was an altar boy and heard the Bible being read out repeatedly. The stories have stayed with me, although they’re completely remixed in my head. And often, when I do further reading, I’m quite surprised by the difference between the real story and my memory of the story.
I was an altar boy. My mother wanted me to be a priest. I am very Christian and Catholic. … I’m very faithful. I believe in God, in Jesus Christ.
Part of my purpose in my books has been to tell the complete story of a relationship and a marriage, not just to end with ‘happily ever after,’ leaving the protagonists at the altar or in bed… I wanted to show some of the complicated business of actually living a successful marriage.
I don’t worship comedy; at the end of the day, I don’t fall to the altar of comedy unquestioningly.
The State is the altar of political freedom and, like the religious altar, it is maintained for the purpose of human sacrifice.
There was a time I worshipped at the altar of Rudy Martzke.
As long as the shackles of wealth and property bind us, we will remain accursed forever and never attain the altar of humanity, which is life’s ultimate goal.
Jeremiah has to lament that there are as many altars as towns in Judah.
I love many of the rock and rollers next up on altar of actuarial sacrifice more than I ever loved David Bowie.
Hey, I was raised in the church. I was an altar boy and a choir member. I almost became a priest – until common sense grabbed hold of me.
There’s a myth out there that you have to genuflect at the altar of quarterly earnings. But it’s a false choice that you can either be a good fiduciary or promote values such as environmental sustainability.
The earth is my altar, the sky is my dome, mind is my garden, the heart is my home and I’m always at home – yea, I’m always at Om.
There are two important things to remember about ‘entitlements’: They are hugely popular programs for a very good reason, and actual sensible ‘reform’ would mean improving them, not sacrificing them at the altar of ‘fiscal responsibility.’
The platform of an Ethical Society is itself the altar; the address must be the fire that burns thereon.
We have sacrificed our children on the altar of fear and power and all the other ugly human sins.
I feel sure that no girl would go to the altar if she knew all.
I bow down to the altar of genre, because it allowed me to get ‘The Witch’ financed.
There’s some belting hymns. Brilliant hymns. When I was an altar boy the hymns were great.
I grew up going to Catholic school and I was altar boy even going back to the days where the altar boys had to learn the Latin clergy for mass.
In the third grade, a nun stuffed me in a garbage can under her desk because she said that’s where I belonged. I also had the distinction of being the only altar boy knocked down by a priest during mass.
There are people who are explicit and people who are implicit, right? Like I say, ‘I think there is a God,’ but I’ve seen Christian metalcore bands do altar calls at their shows and be like, ‘Come get saved right now.’ I think there’s a subtler way, which is to say I’m being honest with my beliefs.
I knelt at the altar of Ray Charles for years. I worked at a restaurant, and that’s all there was on the jukebox.
The Framers of the Constitution wisely understood that constitutional principles must not be sacrificed on the altar of political appeasement.
I was an altar boy, with a very strict father. And movies were always my escape.
The scripture is filled with examples of genuine masculinity; you could mine David’s story for probably a year by itself. And we have to get the masculinity of Jesus back. Not the pale-faced altar boy, but the man that made a weapon and cleared the temple, who boldly cast out demons and calmed the raging sea.
It all happened so fast. The ghetto. The deportation. The sealed cattle car. The fiery altar upon which the history of our people and the future of mankind were meant to be sacrificed.
I was brought up a Catholic and was an altar boy.
We are reminded repeatedly, often by older men, that western civilization has died on the altar of social media.
One of the principles of the Trump administration is that we will never sacrifice our economy on the altar of foreign policy.
He came by a leap to the goal of purpose, not by the toilsome steps of reason. On the instant his headlong spirit declared his purpose: this was the one being for him in all the world: at this altar he would light a lamp of devotion, and keep it burning forever.
Before I took the veil, I was ornamented for the ceremony, and was clothed in a rich dress belonging to the Convent, which was used on such occasions; and placed not far from the altar in the chapel, in the view of a number of spectators who had assembled, perhaps about forty.