Cutpurse Quotes & Sayings

Before, I thought I was actually fighting for my own self-worth; that is why I so desperately wanted people to like me. I thought their liking me was a comment on me, but it was a comment on them. — Hugh Prather

We live in a world where everything is connected. We can not longer think in terms of us and them when it comes to the consequences of the way we live. Today it's all about WE. — Gregg Braden

You're naught but a human man. You couldn't possibly understand."
He lifted a brow, still smiling. "Liar."
"Cutpurse."
"Runaway."
"Swindler!
"Coward," he said softly, and she jerked back.
"Bastard!"
"Undoubtedly true." He made a short bow. — Shana Abe

The existential split in man would be unbearable could he not establish a sense of unity within himself and with the natural and human world outside. — Erich Fromm

date. There were two — Molly Cutpurse

They still weren't as cold as my heart was, though. — Jennifer Estep

Our ability to connect with others is innate, wired into our nervous systems, and we need connection as much as we need physical nourishment. — Sharon Salzberg

The very use of the word savage, as it is applied in its general sense, I am inclined to believe is an abuse of the word, and the people to whom it is applied. — George Catlin

I think that's the way it is," he says after a minute. "When you love someone. Something happens to them, and it's a punch in the heart. Not like a punch in the heart; a real punch in the heart." He shrugs and laughs softly to himself. "Anyway, that's what I felt. — Rick Yancey

Idolatry is when you become the source of your own joy. Poverty of spirit is a wonderful thing. — Paul David Washer

I knew every raindrop by its name. — Denis Johnson

It is necessary to dig deep within oneself to discover the hidden grain of steel called will. — Ryan Shay

The life of this alien city was lived under the cathedral dome of the sky. People ate where the birds could share their food and gambled where any cutpurse could steal their winnings, they kissed in full view of strangers and even fucked in the shadows if they wanted to. What did it mean to be a man so completely among men, and women too? When solitude was banished, did one become more oneself, or less? Did the crowd enhance one's selfhood or erase it? — Salman Rushdie