Que la terre est petite à qui la voit des cieux!
People like me spend years learning the techniques of meditation. But you're a poet, and poets are born knowing the language of angels.
Nothing loved is ever lost or perished.
Mrs Whatsit was surely no longer a Mrs Whatsit. She was a marble-white body with powerful flanks, something like a horse but at the same time completely unlike a horse, for from the magnificently mode...
Maybe the theatre isn't any place for a reasonable human being after all. It keeps your emotions in such a constant state of upheaval. It's really terribly wearing. I wonder if I could stand it, one e...
Love can't be pinned down by a definition, and it certainly can't be proved, any more than anything else important in life can be proved.
La experiencia es la madre de la ciencia. Spanish, my dears. Cervantes. Experience is the mother of knowledge.
It's my worst trouble, getting fond. If I didn't get fond I could be happy all the time.
It's a very American trait, this wanting people to think well of us. It's a young want, and I am ashamed of it in myself. I am not always a good daughter, even though my lacks are in areas different f...
It was the same way with silence. This was more than silence. A deaf person can feel vibrations. Here there was nothing to feel.
It was a dark and stormy night.
In this way I have sat in many rooms and walked in many gardens, and it has been as though I were a stick of furniture or a branch of a tree. I seem to have caused no sense of restraint or embarrassme...
If the work comes to the artist and says, 'Here I am, serve me,' then the job of the artist, great or small, is to serve. The amount of the artist's talent is not what it is about. Jean Rhys said to a...
If I'm confused, or upset, or angry, if I can go out and look at the stars I'll almost always get back a sense of proportion. It's not that they make me feel insignificant; it's the very opposite; the...
I'm different,and I like being different.Calvin's voice was unnaturally loud.Maybe I don't like being different,Meg said.but I don't want to be like everybody else,either.
I place all Heaven with its power And the sun with its brightness, And the snow with its whiteness, And the fire with all the strength it hath, And the lightning with its rapid wrath, And the winds wi...
I don't understand it any more than you do, but one thing I've learned is that you don't have to understand things for them to be.
He's not good for you, Omio said. He wants too much. He is someone who takes. He does not give.
But I have to accept the fact that I am often unwise; that I am not always loving; that I make mistakes; that I am, in fact, human. And as Christians we are not meant to be less human than other peopl...
And as long as there are even a few who belong to the Old Music, you are still our brothers and sisters.