"Worshipper" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... "O, son, I comprehend perfectly all that you say, and am generally censured for these reasons; for the inhabitants of this city have fixed upon me the name of dog-worshipper, and call me so, and have published it [everywhere]; but may the curse of God alight on the impious and the infidel!" The khwaja then repeated the kalima, [278] and set the young merchant's mind at ease. Then the young merchant asked, thus, "If you are really ...
— Bagh O Bahar, Or Tales of the Four Darweshes • Mir Amman of Dihli
... said Ikey to Jim as the door closed behind them, for ever since the day of his accident he had been her ardent worshipper. Jim assented rather coolly. In fact, he was a little dazed. He had had a good time, though now it was over he was inclined to wonder why. As for being a good neighbor, he thought it sounded silly; but before he went to bed he took out the card and ...
— The Story of the Big Front Door • Mary Finley Leonard
... Mystic gazes on the Beatific Vision; thus the Sage rests in the calm of the Wisdom that is beyond knowledge; thus the Saint reaches the purity wherein God is seen. Such prayer irradiates the worshipper, and from the mount of such high communion descending to the plains of earth, the very face of flesh shines with supernal glory, translucent to the flame that burns within. Happy they who know the reality which no words may convey to those who know it not. Those whose eyes have seen ...
— Esoteric Christianity, or The Lesser Mysteries • Annie Besant
... heard, "how disappointed should I have been with you if you had answered otherwise when a woman showed you the way. I have heard of you English before—Arabs and traders brought me tales of you. For instance, there was one who died defending a city against a worshipper of the Prophet who called himself a prophet, down yonder at Khartoum on the Nile—a great death, they told me, a great death, ...
— Queen Sheba's Ring • H. Rider Haggard
... tear for Poland! many tears for her Who rose so nobly, and so nobly fell! E'en at her broken shrine, a worshipper, In dust and ashes, let me say farewell! Farewell! brave spirits!—Earth! and can it be, Thy sons beheld them struggling to be free— Unaided, saw them in their blood downtrod— Nations, ye are ...
— The Emigrant - or Reflections While Descending the Ohio • Frederick William Thomas
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