Posts tagged Love Quote
Fundamentals | Tie A Knot

When you are at the end of your rope, tie a knot and hold on.

Theodore Roosevelt

Excerpt | Shining Stars

"it was a star," mrs. whatsit said sadly.
"a star giving up its life in battle with the thing. it won, oh, yes, my children, it won. but it lost its life in the winning."

"itt iss eevill..."
"what is going to happen?"
"wee wwill cconnttinnue tto ffightt!"...
"and we're not alone, you know, children," came mrs. whatsit, the comforter. "...some of the best fighters have come from your own planet..."
"who have our fighters been?" calvin asked.
"oh, you must know them, dear," mrs. whatsit said. mrs. who's spectacles shone out at them triumphantly.
"and the light shineth in the darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not."

suddenly there was a great burst of light through the darkness. the light spread out and where it touched the darkness the darkness disappeared. the light spread until the patch of dark thing had vanished, and there was only a gentle shining, and through the shining came the stars, clear and pure.

l'engle, m. (1962) a wrinkle in time

Excerpt | AS I AM.

as i am. all or not at all. 

joyce, j. (1922) ulysses

Excerpt | Into The Mystic

we were born before the wind
also younger than the sun
ere the bonnie boat was won
as we sailed into the mystic

hark, now hear the sailors cry
smell the sea and feel the sky
let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

and when that fog horn blows
i will be coming home
and when that fog horn blows
i wanna hear it, i don't have to fear it

and i wanna rock your gypsy soul
just like way back in the days of old
then magnificently we will float into the mystic

when that fog horn blows
you know i will be coming home
and when that fog horn whistle blows
i gotta hear it, i don't have to fear it

and i wanna rock your gypsy soul
just like way back in the days of old
and together we will float into the mystic

van morrison. 1970

Excerpt | The Day The Universe Change

man, with his new geometrical tool, was the measure of all things. the world was now available to standardisation. everything could be related to the same scale and described in terms of mathematical function instead of merely its philosophical quality...

if man were the measure of all things, then all things must surely be related to the measure of mean: his experiences, his observations, his points of view.

james burke

Excerpt | Advice From Dionysus

dig yourself a ditch, six
feet deep, and bury everything that you've ever
said, everything that you've never
meant, and everything that has
burned you and left you with nothing
but what's

moon, s. (2013) the anatomy of being.

Excerpt | The Thing About December

a few girls acting like they were disgusted with the cool lads but you could tell they weren't, really,
and a couple of nervous-looking spastics standing to the side,
like bits of auld watery broccoli beside a plate of steak and chips

ryan, d. (2013) the thing about december.

Excerpt | A Sermon

The Seven Social Sins are:

Wealth without work.
Pleasure without conscience.
Knowledge without character.
Commerce without morality.
Science without humanity.
Worship without sacrifice.
Politics without principle.

A sermon given by Frederick Lewis Donaldson in Westminster Abbey, London, on March 20, 1925.

Excerpt | Rodney Dangerfield

I came from a real tough neighbourhood.
Once a guy pulled a knife on me. I knew he wasn't a professional, the knife had butter on it.

Fundamentals | Aristotle

Educating the mind without educating the heart is no education at all.

Excerpt | Socrates

I cannot teach anybody anything. I can only make them think.

Excerpt | Darkness

Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.

Mary Oliver

Excerpt | Beautiful People

Sometimes people are beautiful.
Not in looks.
Not in what they say.
Just in what they are.

Zusak, M. (2002) I Am The Messenger

Excerpt | Sadness

The sadness of the world has different ways of getting to people, but it seems to succeed almost every time.

Céline, Louis-Ferdinand (1932) Journey To The End Of The Night

Excerpt | Atticus

Never go in search of love,
go in search of life,
and life will find you the love you seek.

Fundamentals | Christian Dior

Elegance must be the right combination of distinction, naturalness, care and simplicity.
Outside this, believe me, there is no elegance. Only pretension.

Excerpt | Private Library

Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That's part of what it means to be alive.
But inside our heads - at least that's where I imagine it - there's a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library.
And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards.
We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases.
In other words, you'll live forever in your own private library.

Murakami, H. (2002) Kafka on the Shore

Excerpt | Dream

If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less, but to dream more, to dream all the time.

Proust, M. (1982) Remembrance of Things Past Volume I

Excerpt | Under the Stars

There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars.

Kerouac, J (1951) On the road