Rita Leganski Quotes & Sayings

He had figured out that thoughts exist in silence and have no colour or sound or shape until they are turned into words. Spoken words exist in the mind first and then go to the voice and sit temporarily inside ears, and if words are conveyed through sign language, they exist in the motion of hands. — Rita Leganski

She did not believe in random. God does not deal in random. — Rita Leganski

Love transcended loss long enough for them to find that the depth of feeling is best known in silence, because in the presence of such love words are never quite enough. — Rita Leganski

One time Bonaventure heard the graphite of a pencil rasp across a piece of paper and leave a slight and quivered mark behind. He listened so hard he heard the graphite's history, when it was still a part of metamorphic rock that didn't know it would one day almost capture what was almost a thought from the mind of an insane man. — Rita Leganski

His listening intensified day by day until he could hear the adagio movement of a nucleus inside an electron aria that floated through the operatic galaxy inside a single atom. And then he began to hear extra ... In the case of the marmalade spoon, the whir of the bluebottle fly was more than a buzzing, it also spoke of the splendor of courage. That was the extra part. — Rita Leganski

The mind can take in many things, but it cannot take in God. — Rita Leganski

Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa - my fault, my fault, my most grievous fault - as she pounded her fist to her chest three times as if pounding shut a door to keep her guilt from escaping. — Rita Leganski

Before long the formed into a circle, and neither of them could imagine being a straight line again, caught in the loneliness of blunt severed ends. — Rita Leganski

The could never have explained Bonaventure anyway because there is no scientific word for miraculous. — Rita Leganski

She opened her heart and her home to her Purpose, and waited for it to come in. — Rita Leganski

Please God, please God, can you please tell me why? I ask this of you, yet in my heart, I know. — Rita Leganski

Their hands never touched, not even in an accidental brushing, and that was a good thing, for real intimacy has a dawn. — Rita Leganski

The day was so wonderful that Bonaventure thought it would taste like cherry pie if he took a bite of it. — Rita Leganski

From inside Dancy's warm, safe womb Bonaventure heard two voices singing, and his little heart beat out a raining tattoo as if to keep in time with the song. He had no suspicion that anything had changed, because for him they had not; he'd always known these two voices, one soft, one deep and had always found them soothing. — Rita Leganski

The fire sings to the marshmallow, and the song turns the marshmallow brown because that's what marshmallows do when they're happy. — Rita Leganski

The mirror done broke and your life looking back at you from them sharp glass pieces. — Rita Leganski