Deeds Quotes

I focus on darker things or bad behavior or explicit dialogue because creatively I am more interested in my mistakes and why I made them than my good deeds and my achievements.

For the deeds of a man, not the words of a prophecy, are what shape his destiny.

Nor all that heralds rake from coffin'd clay, Nor florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme, Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.

Deeds and seeds, take their own time to fructify.

What can be richer and more fruitful than a greater fulfillment of the vow of nonviolence in thought, word and deed or the spread of that spirit?

He who has a living faith in God will not do evil deeds with name of God on his lips.

Ours has not been unadulterated nonviolence in thought, word and deed.

The white race is doomed not because it's white but because of its misdeeds.

[The man] thinks he's being condemned because of his color but actually he's being condemned because of his deeds, his conscious behavior.

Loyalty to God is alone fundamental. Feelings, words, deeds, must be beads strung on the string of duty.

A man makes no noise over a good deed, but passes on to another as a vine to bear grapes again in season.

One evil receives strength from another. In the same way, good deeds also sprout one from another, and the one in whom they are found grows larger.

Whatever we do or say without prayer always ends up either sinful or harmful and convicts us through the deeds in some mysterious way.

I never did a thing in all my life, virtuous or otherwise that I didn't repent of within twenty-four hours.

Steal a chicken if you get a chance, Huck, because if you don't want it, someone else does and a good deed ain't never forgotten.

Before it is too late, we must narrow the gaping chasm between our proclomations of peace and our lowly deeds which precipitate and perpetuate war.

Thoughts can be revised. Deeds cannot.

Title deeds generally outlast poems.

Passion impels our deeds; ideology supplies the explanations.

Some people find the gift of salvation. For others the gifts are smaller: a kind word, a good deed. But all the gifts are from God.

When the evil deed, after it has become known, brings sorrow to the fool, then it destroys his bright lot, nay, it cleaves his head.

Bad deeds, and deeds hurtful to ourselves, are easy to do; what is beneficial and good, that is very difficult to do.

It is not my deeds that I write down, it is myself, my essence.

To imagine that it is possible to perform great military deeds without fighting is just empty dreams.

Thought, word, and deed are the three levels of creation.

In my heart are the deeds my body has done and my heart has been weighed in the balance.

The future is here, now, and the past is full of actual deeds, real history. Utopias hardly have the meat on their bones to sustain a people in grave times.

Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.

The same means that have supported every other popular belief have supported Christianity. War, imprisonment, and falsehood; deeds of unexampled and incomparable atrocity have made it what it is.

The genius of America is that we are still a land of undiscovered shores, and we are at our best when we open our hearts and allow the night winds to bring renewed visions of great deeds.

Every noble deed dieth, if suppressed in silence.

These two criteria are like the pillars of true love: deeds, and the gift of self.

Mary’s life shows that God accomplishes great deeds through those who are the most humble.

Men will judge your past deeds by your last.

I can accomplish far more than I have, and I will, for why would the miracle which produced me end with my birth? Why can I not extend that miracle to my deeds of today?

It has been my experience that the better a man you are, the more folks there are who resent you for it, and find occasion to get angry at you no matter how kindly meant your deeds may be.

Eleanor Marx was a pragmatic person of actions and deeds and she was an organizer.

But in our experience, man is cheap and friendship wants its deep sense. We affect to dwell with our friends in their absence, but we do not; when deed, word, or letter comes not, they let us go.

Human character evermore publishes itself. The most fugitive deed and word, the intimated purpose, express character.

Go put your creed into your deed, Nor speak with double tongue.

Date not the life which thou hast run by the mean of reckoning of the hours and days, which though hast breathed: a life spent worthily should be measured by a nobler line, - by deeds, not years.

A life spent worthily should be measured by a nobler line,-by deeds, not years.

I believe in America. I believe in her purpose and her promise. I believe her best days have not yet been lived. I believe her greatest deeds are reserved for the generations to come.

I have changed my definition of tragedy. I now think tragedy is not foul deeds done to a person (usually noble in some manner) but rather that tragedy is irresolvable conflict.

We shall march prospering,-not thro' his presence; Songs may inspirit us,-not from his lyre; Deeds will be done,-while he boasts his quiescence, Still bidding crouch whom the rest bade aspire.

My definition of poetry (if I were forced to give one) would be this: words that have become deeds.

Deeds of violence in our society are performed largely by those trying to establish their self-esteem, to defend their self-image, and to demonstrate that they, too, are significant.

It is sweet to surve one country by deeds, and it is not absurd to surve her by words.

The pain is the outcome of our bad deeds.

To do something is in every man's power.