We are never like angels till our passion dies.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies.
Our acts our angels are, for good or ill, our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
I'm not obsessed with angels but I do adore angels.
I could not have made it this far had there not been angels along the way.
In heaven an angel is nobody in particular.
People who act like angels ought to have angels to deal with.
Angels are like diamonds. They can't be made, you have to find them. Each one is unique.
I'm not the kind of guy to talk about angels: I'm a very pragmatic kind of guy.
For why should we not admire more the angels themselves and the blessed choirs of heaven?
I've never done too much inquiry into angels.