Caitlynn Bennet Quotes & Sayings

What once were two, are one — George Saunders

But and so things are slow, and like you they have this irritating suspicion that any real satisfaction is still way, way off, and it's frustrating; but like basically decent kids they suck it up, bite the foil, because what's going on is just plain real; and no matter what we want, the real world is pretty slow, at present, for kids our age. It probably gets less slow as you get older and more of the world is behind you, and less ahead, but very few people of our generation are going to find this exchange attractive, I'll bet. — David Foster Wallace

A few years ago, maybe it was more strange to be outside of the centers of fashion. Now, with the Internet and traveling that you can do, I think I'm more central than some people in Paris. — Dries Van Noten

You may have also experienced the damaged relationships, job loss, poor school performance, substance use, and other negative outcomes that can result from having bipolar disorder. Perhaps — Ruth C. White

If you save your breath, I feel like a man you can manage. — Clint Eastwood

Dear Abba, Rather than a life of faith I seem to be living a life of contingencies. Rather than an open-armed yes! I've got an anxious brow and nervous hands and a mouthful of what ifs? I truly am a prodigal, demanding my cake and eating it too when all I really want to do is go home to that safe place where I don't have to be afraid, where everything is freedom and light and love. I want to experience the glorious liberty of a child of God. And so this day I will not ask what if? but rather why not? Yes, why not! — Brennan Manning

When you're up in Maine, there is Canada, I mean it's looking right at you; it's a different viewpoint. — Barbara Mikulski

Eventually we want to do a puppet musical with turntables in the orchestra pit. — Eric San

The husband provides direction; the wife, maintenance. — Myles Munroe

Yet the misty spring rain softened the outline of the mountain across the river and made it even more beautiful. So gentle was the rain that they hardly knew they were getting wet as they strolled back toward the car, not even bothering to put up their umbrella. The slender threads of rain vanished into the river without a ripple. Cherry blossoms were intermingled with young green leaves, the colours of the budding trees all delicately subdued in the rain. — Yasunari Kawabata