Famous Quotes Ipsum

Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do. don't bother just to be better than your contemporaries or your predecessors. try to be better than yourself. advice is what we ask for when we know the answer but wish we didn't. youth is wasted on the young. i don't want my hair cut! i don't want my eyebrows up or down. i want them right where they are! i'm leaving now, and if anyone so much as makes a move to stop me, there'll be plenty of hair cut and it won't be mine! writers tend to devour people, themselves included. i have not lived as a woman. i've lived as a man. i've just done what i damn well wanted to and i've made enough money to support myself and i ain't afraid of being alone. the mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n. a prudent question is one half of wisdom. let children walk with nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life. i try to draw the line but it ends up running down the middle of me most of the time. there exists a passion for comprehension, just as there is a passion for music. that passion is rather common in children, but gets lost in most of us later on. fame lost its appeal for me when i went into a public restroom and an autograph seeker handed me a pen and paper under the stall door..

Imagination is more powerful than knowledge. every child is an artist. the challenge is to remain an artist once he grows up. i always give myself such very good advice, but i very seldom follow it. why do some people always see beautiful skies and grass and lovely flowers and incredible human beings, while others are hard-pressed to find anything or any place that is beautiful? an illiterate underbred book . . . the book of a self-taught working man . . . egotistic, insistent, raw, striking, and ultimately nauseating. a single sun shines here and in the land where i was born, though we call it by different names. in the realm of idea, the great principles behind the forms that we see are the same. think wrongly, if you please, but in all cases think for yourself. the people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, make them. the robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief. simplicity is the ultimate sophistication. the trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you're still a rat. under every deep, a lower deep opens. even for me life had its gleams of sunshine. the form of government most suitable to the artist is no government at all. what is to give light must endure burning. the officials thought it was a cruel joke to leave us stranded in the desert with no way to get home. what they didn't realize was that we were home, soul-centered and strong, women who recognized the sweet smell of sage as fuel for our spirits. my piano is a universe. those eighty-eight keys arrange the seven planets in musical scales, an aural cosmos. some things are true whether you believe them or not. your mind might make a connection that is useful. but true is another matter. true implies that you have found a connection that exists independent of your apprehension of it, that would exist whether you noticed it or not. and i must say that i have never seen such a connection in my life. there are times when i suspect that there are no such connections, that all links, bonds, ties, and similarities are creatures of thought and have no substance. loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty. the human soul is very much older than the human mind. all sanity is great madness, but the greatest madness of all is to live life the way it is, rather than as it should be..

They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. the individual is born of nature, but the artist is born of that individual, yearning to transcend the merely "natural" and to make complete that which, existentially, is forever incomplete, unrealized. one can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. the best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. they must be felt with the heart. it's strange that words are so inadequate. yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words. does a hero know she's a hero if no one tells her? do you know a hero no one else knows? a hero doesn't have to save a busload of school kids from certain disaster; or score the winning point in the big game. a hero can be anyone who inspires you, anyone you look up to ,anyone who cheers you on, makes you feel better than you were before - just as they made themselves better then they were before. do you know a hero? tell her. then tell everyone else. never joke about a woman's hair, clothes or menstrual cycle. page one. it takes two to speak truth - one to speak and another to hear. if you have only one smile in you, give it to the people you love. don't be surly at home, then go out in the street and start grinning ''good morning'' at total strangers. the primary and most beautiful of nature's qualities is motion. footfalls echo in the memory / down the passage we did not take / towards the door we never opened / into the rose garden.