2428 Cherrywood Quotes & Sayings

I used to think when I was younger and writing that each idea had a certain shape and when I started to study Greek and I found the word morphe it was for me just the right word for that, unlike the word shape in English which falls a bit short morphe in greek means the sort of plastic contours that an idea has inside your all your senses when you grasp it the first moment and it always seemed to me that a work should play out that same contour in its form. So I can't start writing something down til I get a sense of that, that morphe. And then it unfolds, I wouldn't say naturally, but it unfolds gropingly by keeping only to the contours of that form whatever it is. — Anne Carson

I believe there are beautiful things seen by the astronauts. The indications revealed. That few of us realize life is quite surreal — Owl City

It's nice when little teams win. — Adam Sandler

It was not only that I could not become spiteful, I did not know how to become anything; neither spiteful nor kind, neither a rascal nor an honest man, neither a hero nor an insect. Now, I am living out my life in my corner, taunting myself with the spiteful and useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot become anything seriously, and it is only the fool who becomes anything. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

The hammock hangs on hooks in two trees at the very back of the yard, one is a shortish tree that's only twice my tall and bent over, one is a million times high with silvery leaves. — Emma Donoghue

Honey," I called and his head came up. "You have a monster too."
"I did. My woman just slayed it. — Kristen Ashley

I knew I had to go out and perform. I had a lot of fans watching! — LaDainian Tomlinson

I ad lib. I've gotta bring my own into it. — Terrence Howard

Wherever you are, that's the entry point. — Kabir

In the country It seems as if every tree Said to me 'Holy! Holy!' Who can ever express The ecstasy of the woods! Almighty One, In the woods I am blessed. Happy every one in the woods. Every tree speaks through Thee. O God! What glory in the woodland. — Ludwig Van Beethoven

We are such pathetic, fleshy things, so short lived, swarming and confused. — Iain M. Banks