Joan Lowery Nixon Quotes & Sayings

To my way of thinking, the slavery issue is just an excuse to allow some people to do hateful things and feel righteous about it. — Joan Lowery Nixon

Virtual reality is a self-created form of chosen reality. Therefore it exists. — Joan Lowery Nixon

Don't matter if you believe in them or not. If they're there, they're there,' Mrs. Phipps said. — Joan Lowery Nixon

In a mystery, you must play fair by giving all the clues, but disguise them by immediately distracting the reader with something else. — Joan Lowery Nixon

Any other mislabeled underachievers around here? Speak up now or suffer the consquences," he said.
Emily blinked. "other mislabeled underachievers?"
That's correct," Maxwell said. "I, for one, have definitely been mislabeled. I am not an underachiever. I simply refuse to waste my time on subjects which will be of no use to me in my future, such as math and science. — Joan Lowery Nixon

There's more to getting to where you're going then just knowing there's a road. — Joan Lowery Nixon

Life isn't measured in minutes, but in heartbeats. — Joan Lowery Nixon

Each of us from the seance stood alone. Like so many pillars of salt, we had tried to look back and failed. And in the eyes of the others who shared the pale, flat sky with us, there was sometimes suspicion, sometimes a little fear. — Joan Lowery Nixon

Having a baby is part of a woman's life, and it is surely a great waste to be afraid of life. — Joan Lowery Nixon

Dates are convenient hooks on which we can hang our memories of events. But history is all about people - people like you and me who did things to change the world. — Joan Lowery Nixon

Sometimes it's easier not to try to understand people. — Joan Lowery Nixon

Life is not easy. We all have problems-even tragedies-to deal with, and luck has nothing to do with it. Bad luck is only the superstitious excuse for those who don't have the wit to deal with the problems of life. — Joan Lowery Nixon

I know why people die of hopelessness. It comes on like a thick blanket, covering your thoughts, your confidence, creeping into your mind and filling the corners. I lie in the dark, suffocating under horrible dispare, wishing I were dead. I sleep, then wake, then sleep. The sleep is filled with monstrous dreams that attack, cry out, and vanish, leaving me once more awake and staring into the darkness. Help me! My mind is screaming, but there is no one to hear. — Joan Lowery Nixon

Work extra hard on the beginning of your story, so it snares reader's instantly. And know how you're going to end your story before you start writing. Without a sense of direction, you can get lost in the middle. — Joan Lowery Nixon

There are 2 ways of crying-on the outside or from the inside-and I've been crying on the inside most of my life. — Joan Lowery Nixon