Cassinelli And Shanker Quotes & Sayings

On the surface, there is no distinction between our experiences - some are vivid, others opaque; some are pleasant, others cause agony upon recollection - but there is no way of knowing which are dreams and which are reality. — Silvina Ocampo

By reacting to aggression with aggression we lose the opportunity to spiritually benefit from the experience. — Kyriacos C. Markides

By learning to yield to the loving authority ... of his parents, a child learns to submit to other forms of authority which will confront him later in his life - his teachers, school principal, police, neighbors and employers. — James Dobson

We do not go to work only to earn an income, but to find meaning in our lives. What we do is a large part of what we are — Alan Ryan

I love Between shades of gray — Ruta Sepetys

Salem"

In salem seasick spindrift drifts or skips
to the canvas flapping on the seaward panes
until the knitting sailor stabs at ships
nosing like sheep of Morpheus through his brain's
asylum. Seaman, seaman, how the draft
lashes the oily slick about your head,
beating up whitecaps! Seaman, Charon's raft
dumps its damned goods into the harbor-bed,--
There sewage sickens the rebellious seas.
Remember, seaman, Salem fisherman
Once hung their nimble fleets on the Great Banks.
Where was it that New England bred the men
who quartered the Leviathan's fat flanks
and fought the British Lion to his knees? — Robert Lowell

He that hath lands hath quarrells. — George Herbert

My whole life I've been ordered about. Now I shall give the orders." I've never seen Felicity so wounded. "Not me," she says. "I never ordered you about." "Oh, Fee." The old Pippa surfaces for just a moment, hopeful and childlike. She pulls Felicity to her. Something I cannot name passes between them, and then Pip's lips are on Fee's in a deep kiss, as if they feed on one another, their fingers entwined in each other's hair. And suddenly, I understand what I must have always known about them - the private talks, the close embraces, the tenderness of their friendship. A blush spreads across my neck at the thought. How could I not have seen it before? — Libba Bray

I love getting lost on purpose — Lisa Desrochers

Sometimes he sits at your feet looking into your face with an expression so gentle and caressing that the depth of his gaze startles you. — Theophile Gautier

If you're becoming weary and disillusioned with Australian values, Judeo-Christian values or Western civilisation, I recommend strangers - they're such a glorious, redeeming wilderness to wander into. — Michael Leunig