Famous Quotes Ipsum

We turn, not older with years, but newer every day. 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? one of the impressive qualities of charlotte brontë's heroines, the quality that makes them more valuable to the woman reader than anna karenina, emma bovary, and catherine earnshaw combined is their determined refusal to be romantic. there is a certain kind of kid who is so in love with words that she kisses the pictures of authors on the jackets of books. i was one. all i ever wanted was to be a writer. though this yearning now seems like aspiring to be a blacksmith in the age of the automobile, my childhood image of what a writer did bestowed superhuman powers on the profession. a writer sat privately at her desk and made public things happen. the power was godlike. the sense of accomplishment had to be the same. making words slant across the page was like making rain. flowers grew in ink. hurricanes and revolutions were stirred up by the sound of pen scratching paper. the writer should never be ashamed of staring. there is nothing that does not require his attention. we are wise, wise women. we are giggling girls. the mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n. history is particularly important in throwing light on the source of our attitudes about sex because many of the assumptions we make are not necessarily scientific or rational but holdovers of past belief systems that are no longer held by modern society. destiny is not what is already made; destiny is what we are making. many people think that we are in the hands of destiny, driven in whatever direction life desires or wills, but really, we are the masters of our destiny, especially from the moment we realize this fact. man is responsible for his rise and fall. compassion can only attain its full breadth and depth if it embraces all living creatures and does not limit itself to mankind. 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. two paths diverged in a wood, and i - i took the one less traveled by. and that has made all the difference. it is not good for all our wishes to be fulfilled; through sickness we recognize the value of health; through evil, the value of good; through hunger, the value of food; through exertion, the value of rest. the flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all. they took all the trees / and put them in a tree museum / and they charged all the people / a dollar and a half just to see 'em / don't it always seem to go / that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone / they paved paradise / and put up a parking lot a pain stabbed my heart as it did every time i saw a girl i loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world. when christ said: "i was hungry and you fed me," he didn't mean only the hunger for bread and for food; he also meant the hunger to be loved. jesus himself experienced this loneliness. he came amongst his own and his own received him not, and it hurt him then and it has kept on hurting him. the same hunger, the same loneliness, the same having no one to be accepted by and to be loved and wanted by. every human being in that case resembles christ in his loneliness; and that is the hardest part, that's real hunger. thoreau once said most men lead lives of quiet desperation... don't be resigned to that. live life! there are two ways to live your life, one is as though nothing is a miracle. the other is as though everything is a miracle. both my wife and daughter think i'm this gigantic loser and they're right.

Now, what was tiring had disappeared and only the beauty remained. tomboy. alright, call me a tomboy. tomboys get medals. tomboys win championships. tomboys can fly. oh, and tomboys aren't boys. never put off until tomorrow what you can do the day after tomorrow. the mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n. either you think, or else others have to think for you and take power from you, pervert and discipline your natural tastes, civilize and sterilize you. the heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night. you're never fully dressed without a smile. the obvious is that which is never seen until someone expresses it simply. a prudent question is one half of wisdom. feel the fear and do it anyway. and so i choose to go with you / as if the choice were mine to make i mean, even the most spiritual person loves to go shopping. the happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions. i say to mankind, be not curious about god. for i, who am curious about each, am not curious about god - i hear and behold god in every object, yet understand god not in the least. every now and then, everybody is entitled to too much perfection. in a cruel and imperfect world, she was living proof that god could still create perfection. adversity is like a strong wind. i don't mean just that it holds us back from places we might otherwise go. it also tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that afterward we see ourselves as we really are, and not merely as we might like to be. the primary and most beautiful of nature's qualities is motion. ...love is not love / which alters when it alteration finds, / or bends with the remover to remove: / o no! it is an ever-fixed mark / that looks on tempests and is never shaken... i live my life in widening rings..

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. i sincerely hope a new generation will stand up that says: let's develop our brains and not just our bodies. girls that will say to a christina aguilera: you think you're a strong woman because you show your red thong? get a grip and put on some clothes. there is a certain kind of kid who is so in love with words that she kisses the pictures of authors on the jackets of books. i was one. all i ever wanted was to be a writer. though this yearning now seems like aspiring to be a blacksmith in the age of the automobile, my childhood image of what a writer did bestowed superhuman powers on the profession. a writer sat privately at her desk and made public things happen. the power was godlike. the sense of accomplishment had to be the same. making words slant across the page was like making rain. flowers grew in ink. hurricanes and revolutions were stirred up by the sound of pen scratching paper. truth is in the eye of the beholder. when i have a terrible need of - shall i say the word? - religion, then i go out and paint the stars. it's so sweet, i feel like my teeth are rotting when i listen to the radio. so since i've been home, i've learned two important things: ethernet is a gift from god, and it just doesn't sound the same to listen to the indigo girls without two people singing along. a pain stabbed my heart as it did every time i saw a girl i loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world. loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty. i think the loneliest thing is to be alone with another person. i'd rather be by myself than with someone who has no idea who i am..