Kristine K. Stevens Quotes & Sayings

What I did not realize was that I also hoped to have an epiphany, to discover a cause to devote my life to, a location where I thrived, a man to love, a life that would give me more fulfillment than the meager amount I had been living on for years. — Kristine K. Stevens

Toilet paper was either bleached white or unbleached gray, yet there were more than a dozen kinds of ketchup and about 30 brands of cookies. I approved of their priorities. — Kristine K. Stevens

I was 8,569 miles away, 37 butt-numbing hours of travel across seven time zones in the last two days, or was it three? Amelia Earhart, eat your heart out. — Kristine K. Stevens

I like the idea that when I die, I will have a long sit-down chat with
God and get answers to all my questions. For example, those apple cores
that I threw out of car windows when I was a child - did any of them become
trees? Few boys or men had ever asked me out. I told myself that it
was because I was almost 6-feet tall. Was that true or was there something
humbling I needed to know? — Kristine K. Stevens

It's weird," I said. "In one way I feel almost crushed by all the freedom, but the longer I travel, the more I feel like I'm exhaling after holding my breath for years. It's like I'm breathing normally again. — Kristine K. Stevens

If the problem can be solved, there's no use worrying about it. If the problem can't be solved, there's no use worrying about it. — Kristine K. Stevens

There were a gazillion new details to take in and so many things to learn that I did not know what to make of it all. — Kristine K. Stevens

While National Geographic magazine had given me a taste of the world, the three-dimensional details of this moment - the tickle of the rain drops, the suck sound of my feet in the mud, the challenge of getting photographs of the monkeys, my immature urge to make the driver wait even longer because he was annoying - would feed me for years to come. — Kristine K. Stevens

There I was, poised on the edge of the high diving board of life, and the pool kept moving around. — Kristine K. Stevens

Writing [my journal] was the only way I could keep track of the last experience before a new one came along and erased the old one from my thoughts. — Kristine K. Stevens

For the rest of my life, Zanzibar will be the Swahili word for rain. The rain would drizzle, spit, mist, downpour, shower, torrent, gust, deluge and blast. At one point it hit the ground so hard it created a haze as it bounced back up two feet and fell a second time. — Kristine K. Stevens

When we saw a destitute-looking man trying to sell worn flip-flops, I vowed never to complain about a job again. When I considered the steady paycheck and quality of life it provided, most of my past gripes - primarily about unproductive meetings, back-biting office politics and panty hose - were just whining. — Kristine K. Stevens

You have to learn to expect the unexpected here. — Kristine K. Stevens

People dream. They talk about escaping from it all. Their friends and family diligently listen and politely ignore it when the ruminations fade into oblivion. So quite a few eyebrows went up when I made this trip a reality. — Kristine K. Stevens

In a tree-shaded pasture, seventeen adult tortoises randomly stood around. As I fed them spinach leaves sold by an opportune vendor, they tolerated my gentle strokes to their boney skullcaps and the warm black skin on their necks. It was as thin and delicate as the skin on a grandmother's hand. Their obsidian black eyes gleamed with deep wisdom and patience - Dalai Lamas on the half shell. Back — Kristine K. Stevens

I finally decided to adopt guidelines rather than set a budget. If it could be done at home, skip it. If I had done it before, skip it. If the odds were that I would never have another chance to do it, do it. Scrimp on meals, transportation and accommodations. — Kristine K. Stevens

Slowly, all the days became Saturdays, full of more sunlight than I could remember seeing in a long time. — Kristine K. Stevens