Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth
Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep.
John Milton, Paradise Lost
The guardian angels of life fly so high as to be beyond our sight, but they are always looking down upon us.
Jean Paul Richter
Outside the open window
The morning air is all awash with angels.
Richard Purdy Wilbur
I feel that there is an angel inside me whom I am constantly shocking.
Man was created a little lower than the angels, and has been getting lower ever since.
A baby is an angel whose wings decrease as his legs increase.
We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.
Luciano de Crescenzo
It is not known precisely where angels dwell - whether in the air, the void, or the planets. It has not been God's pleasure that we should be informed of their abode.
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
The reason angels can fly is because they take themselves lightly.
If a man is not rising upwards to be an angel, depend upon it, he is sinking downwards to be a devil.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The Angels were all singing out of tune,
And hoarse with having little else to do,
Excepting to wind up the sun and moon
Or curb a runaway young star or two.
It is not because angels are holier than men or devils that makes them angels, but because they do not expect holiness from one another, but from God alone.
The soul at its highest is found like God, but an angel gives a closer idea of Him. That is all an angel is: an idea of God.
Angels descending, bring from above,
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
Fanny J. Crosby
Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.
All God's angels come to us disguised.
James Russell Lowell
I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.
He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels. ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In Heaven an angel is nobody in particular.
George Bernard Shaw
The angels are so enamored of the language that is spoken in heaven that they will not distort their lips with the hissing and unmusical dialects of men, but speak their own, whether their be any who understand it or not.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, "Evangeline"
Music is well said to be the speech of angels.
Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of the character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.
Lydia M. Child
O welcome, pure-eyed Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!
John Milton, Comus
Friends are kisses blown to us by angels.
How can angels fall asleep when the devil leaves his porch light on?
We trust in plumed procession
For such the angels go -
Rank after Rank, with even feet -
And uniforms of Snow.