The human body is not a thing or a substance, given, but a continuous creation.
It's important to me in the creation of it because I figured as soon as I crossed that threshold into effects and loops it would completely undermine the premise of how I go about creating things physically, with the instrument.
The end of creation is that all things may return to the Creator and be united with Him.
We are here to witness the creation and to abet it.
The Atonement of Christ is the most transcendental event that has ever occurred or that will ever occur, since the sunrise of creation to all ages of eternity
This is the very coinage of your brain: this bodiless creation ecstasy.
Creation which cannot express itself becomes madness.
If I'm going to follow a god, why would I want to follow a god of my creation? That would be an alcoholic idiot nitwit jerk god!
The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.
Revision is not going back and fussing around, but going forward into the process of creation
There are no limits to where our brains can take us. We are, if there be a God, God's gracious creation.
Like most Christians, I believe the Genesis account of creation is a description of six different stages of creation, each of which may have taken eons of time.
God has committed himself, ever since creation, to working through his creatures--in particular, through his image-bearing human beings--but they have all let Him down.
I build molecules for a living. I can't begin to tell you how difficult that job is. I stand in awe of God because of what he has done through his creation. My faith has been increased through my research. Only a rookie who knows nothing about science would say science takes away from faith. If you really study science, it will bring you closer to God.
The artist accepts the limitations of form, not with fear and dread, but as the starting point of creation.
But now it was spring again, and spring was almost unbearable for sensitive hearts. It drove creation to its utmost limits, it wafted its spice-laden breath even into the nostrils of the innocent.
God is the Creator God, he doesn't want to say, "Okay, creation was very good, but I'm scrapping it. " He wants to say, "Creation is so good that I'm going to rescue it. "
The artist seeks contact with his intuitive sense of the gods, but in order to create his work, he cannot stay in this seductive and incorporeal realm. He must return to the material world in order to do his work. It's the artist's responsibility to balance mystical communication and the labor of creation.
The whole creation is so tenderly balanced - this manifests the mastery of the Creator.
Creation is not a hurdle on the road to God, it is the road itself.