Trying to fill the God-sized hole in our hearts with things other than God is like trying to fill the Grand Canyon with marbles.
Every day, every day I hear enough to fill a year of nights with wondering.
I think about photographs as being full, or empty. You picture something in a frame and it's got lots of accounting going on in it-stones and buildings and trees and air - but that's not what fills up a frame. You fill up the frame with feelings, energy, discovery, and risk, and leave room enough for someone else to get in there.
You don't want to love - your eternal and abnormal craving is to be loved. You aren't positive, you're negative. You absorb, absorb, as if you must fill yourself up with love, because you've got a shortage somewhere.
Eating and sleeping are not like loving and breathing. Washing is not like eating and sleeping. Believing is like breathing and loving. Religion can be believing, it can be like breathing, it can be like loving, it can be like eating or sleeping, it can be like washing, it can be something to fill up a place when someone has lost out of them a piece that it was not natural for them to have in them.
Jesus did not come to explain away suffering or remove it. He came to fill it with His Presence.
In fact, the socialization gives us the tools to fill our evolutionary roles. They are our building blocks.
To fill a world with. . . religions of the Abrahamic kind, is like littering the streets with loaded guns. Do not be surprised if they are used.
Fill high the cup with Samian wine!
Where God tears great gaps we should not try to fill them with human words.
Fill your heart with as much love as you can, and don't hold it in.
Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs
Read yourself, not books. Truth isn't outside, that's only memory, not wisdom. Memory without wisdom is like an empty thermos bottle - if you don't fill it, it's useless.
The causes that govern the heart appear to be wholly alien to the results achieved. Are the forces that moved a desperate criminal the same that fill a martyr with pride, as both mount the scaffold?
Well, for me, really, I think it was I wanted to try and clear up some of the misperceptions that were out there and fill in some of the historical gaps.
It's your life. . . why not fill it with as much joy as possible?
I wept like a child. It was not because I was overcome at having survived my ordeal, though I was. Nor was it the presence of my brothers and sisters, though that too was very moving. I was weeping because. . . . fill in the blank with whateverwhoever helped you survive. . . had left me so unceremoniously.
The Eucharist is essential for us: it is Christ who wishes to enter our lives and fill us with his grace.
I just want to touch your soul, let me pour into you. Fill you with my joy, and make you feel brand new.
Fill each day with light and heart.