Condescending Graduation Quotes & Sayings

I mean, have you ever tried to devise a mutually beneficial win-win solution with a guy who thinks he's the messiah? It — Chris Voss

I'm finding things out about myself as a person - as a writer - as I write, and so are the people who listen to what I do. But they have this additional aspect of how they take the stuff that I do, and so it broadens the work, and it creates this strange connection. — John Darnielle

I am both numb and oversensitive, overwhelmed by the need, the raw and desperate need of the girls I am listening to and trying to help. I'm overdosing on the trauma of others, while still barely healing from my own.
I cry for hour at home and have fitful nights of little sleep. My nightmares resurface as my own pain is repeated to me, magnified a thousand times. It feels insurmountable. How can you save everyone? How can you rescue them? How do you get over your pain? How do you ever feel normal? — Rachel Lloyd

All prejudices may be traced back to the intestines. A sedentary life is the real sin against the Holy Ghost. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Do not crave to know the views of others, nor base your intent thereon. To think independently for yourself is a sign of fearlessness. — Mahatma Gandhi

Sickness, sin, and death, being inharmonious, do not originate in God nor belong to His government. — Mary Baker Eddy

The Lady: a fluty voice, sensible shoes, a melancholy sense of living by rules few still remember. — Mason Cooley

The wary fiend stood on the brink of hell, pondering his voyage — John Milton

Tallkit shivered. This was only his second sunrise outside the nursery, and his paws pricked with excitement. A light dusting of snow had turned the camp white, frosting the tussocky grass and thick heather walls. The freezing air stung his nose. He fluffed up his fur. — Erin Hunter

Anything that tends to make us elated is inevitably going to throw us into depression. — Eknath Easwaran

It was like the classic scene in the movies where one lover is on the train and one is on the platform and the train starts to pull away, and the lover on the platform begins to trot along and then jog and then sprint and then gives up altogether as the train speeds irrevocably off. Except in this case I was all the parts: I was the lover on the platform, I was the lover on the train. And I was also the train. — Lorrie Moore

How is it possible to write one's autobiography in a world so fast-changing as this? — Malcolm X

Our suffering comes from our unlived life
the unseen, unfelt parts of our psyche. — C. G. Jung