Crosswhite Tennis Quotes & Sayings

It ain't a crapshoot unless you write crap. — Jonathan O'Brien

You are a cosmic flower. Om chanting is the process of opening the psychic petals of that flower. — Amit Ray

Your war drum ain't / louder than this breath. — Suheir Hammad

Each book should be an entity unto itself, with its own structure, character, life, name. — Edward Hirsch

We hadn't brought a tent. Even if it rained, we couldn't afford to blind ourselves like that when we slept. — Patricia Briggs

But are you not fond of me?" Paris looked up, his eyes full of reproach."Fond of you? Myrina you are my queen. I want you more than I want life itself. — Anne Fortier

Devotion is love overflowing. Even when there is nobody, it is overflowing - to things, to tables, to chairs, to walls. It is just overflowing, it is not a question of to whom. — Rajneesh

Spatial intelligence is virtually left out of formal education. In kindergarten we give children blocks and sand with which to build. Then we take those things away for the next twelve years of their education and expect kids to be architects and engineers. — Ann Lewin-Benham

Thus if we know a child has had sufficient opportunity to observe and acquire a behavioral sequence, and we know he is physically capable of performing the act but does not do so, then it is reasonable to assume that it is motivation which is lacking. The appropriate countermeasure then involves increasing the subjective value of the desired act relative to any competing response tendencies he might have, rather than having the model senselessly repeat an already redundant sequence of behavior. — Urie Bronfenbrenner

You do not have to explain every single drop of water contained in a rain barrel. You have to explain one drop-H2O. The reader will get it. — George Singleton

She stared out. She saw a vastness, a rising shape, indistinct in the rain, gray in the misty drizzle. At first she had thought it was a cloud, a great bank of fog drifting up over the mountains, but now she realized with a cold awe that it was real, a vast building climbing the mountainside, rising in a countless series of rooms, stairways, balconies, and galleries, far away and immense, its topmost roofs white with snow. And up there, like a needle sharp with ice, one uttermost pinnacle flew the remote black pennant of the Watch.
The Tower of Song. — Catherine Fisher

And there's no saying what heady potions we won't concoct, what meanings, myths, manias we won't imbibe in order to convince ourselves that reality is not an empty vessel. — Graham Swift

And even though I'd love you to find meaning in every page, every paragraph of this book, cherry-pick from here, too. We're all different, so what's relevant for you is definitely, absolutely not the same as what's relevant for me or for any of the many hundreds of women I've taught. Take what's relevant. Ignore what isn't; it's there for somebody else who needs it. — Emily Nagoski

If you can't forgive yourself ... doesn't matters if others do — Swetha Dhanagari