[last lines] The Writer: [typing on computer] I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?
We need to be politically engaged, but peculiar in how we engage. Jesus and the early Christians had a marvelous political imagination. They turned all the presumptions and ideas of power and blessing upside down.
The physical characteristics of the child Jesus will always remain a point of discussion. No artist has ever produced a type, nor ever will, that has in it all that the varying minds of all time will acknowledge as complete.
There have been times where I've said, 'Jesus, I don't believe in you anymore, get out of here. I don't know. I don't even trust you.' And it's like, okay. And he's still hanging on.
Lead Cop: Jesus, Albrecht, I can see why they took away your gold shield! Albrecht: Yeah, I wasn't a big enough asshole.
Brenda Margaret Blaney: My God, the tie! [screams] Brenda Margaret Blaney: [as Bob wraps the tie around her throat] Dear Jesus, help me. Help me!
Doug Billings: Tracy did mention we shouldn't let him gamble. Or drink too much. Phil Wenneck: Jesus, he's like a gremlin. Comes with instructions and shit.
[after Jack has just arrived at the Central Intelligence Agency] Admiral James Greer: Jesus! You look like hell!
Bacon: I don't believe this. What the fuck has happened here? Soap: Jesus. [Looking through a window smashed during the shootout]
Ex-Leper: Half a dinare for me bloody life story? Brian: There's no pleasing some people. Ex-Leper: That's just what Jesus said, sir.
Mrs. Big Nose: [trying to hear Jesus' sermon on the mount] Oh, it's blessed are the MEEK! Oh, I'm glad they're getting something, they have a hell of a time.
Quentin: They watched us get arrested. We're practically ex-convicts. They'll never dance with us. O'Dell: Jesus, Quentin, you don't know anything about women.
Higgins: It'd have to be somebody in the community. Joe Turner: Community. Higgins: Intelligence field. Joe Turner: Community! Jesus, you guys are kind to yourselves. Community.
I don't want to be entertained. I don't want visuals or musicals. I don't want a vacation. I don't want to quit. I don't want sympathy. The cry of my heart is 'Just Give Me Jesus.'
Jesus said, 'Blessed are the peacemakers.' And I think a lot of people don't understand that there's a difference between a peace lover and a peacemaker. Everybody loves peace, but wearing jewelry around your neck and saying 'I love peace' doesn't br...
When Jesus then is with the multitudes, He is not in His house, for the multitudes are outside of the house, and it is an act which springs from His love of men to leave the house and to go away to those who are not able to come to Him.
I myself, however wretched I may be, have been occasionally privileged to sit at the feet of the Lord Jesus, and to the extent that his merciful love allowed, have embraced with all my heart, now one, now the other, of these feet.
Women have the same privileges and opportunities as men, given the New Testament. Relegating women to second-class citizenship was abolished when Jesus died on the cross.
At best we are but clay, animated dust; but viewed as sinners, we are monsters indeed. Let it be published in heaven as a miracle that the Lord Jesus should set His heart's love upon people like us.
If Jesus himself, or Mohammed, or Buddha spoke to me personally and said that women are inferior to men, I would still reject that as false dogma because I know with every ounce of my being that this is not true.
I thought such awful thoughts that I cannot even say them out loud because they would make Jesus want to drink gin straight out of the cat dish.
