Deakin Quotes & Sayings

To enter a wood is to pass into a different world in which we ourselves are transformed. — Roger Deakin

To my hens, I'm a two-legged giant who throws them corn and keeps stealing their eggs. — David Mitchell

Every second of every moment should be cherished. Life is beautiful; it is a gift and it has an expiry date. — Helen Deakin

I learned that fighting on the chess board could also have an impact on the political climate in the country. — Garry Kasparov

At night you write out of guilt, but in the morning you write out of hope. — Roger Deakin

With few exceptions the pietists are assigned a minor role in the creation of the Arab Empire. — Bernard Lewis

I have always thought of the moths and butterflies as a bonus to the flowers, as though Nature were admiring her own work. — Roger Deakin

We are not here just because we have nowhere else; we need nowhere else, because we have the Institute, and those who are in it are our family. — Cassandra Clare

Did you know the guy?" Lopez asked. "Who was he?" "Harry Creek," Creek said. "I knew him." "Where is he now?" Lopez asked. "He became a shepherd," Creek said. Gracie laughed. "You're not serious," he said. "Actually, I am," Creek said. "And is he any good at it?" Gracie asked. "I don't know," Creek said, and glanced over at Robin. "You'd have to ask the sheep. — John Scalzi

When a liar became too skilled at deception, he could lose the ability to discern the truth, and could himself be more easily deceived. — Dean Koontz

Writing is a form of art. It is a skill; a gift. It is addiction; passion; love. It is my life. — Helen Deakin

I know of nothing uglier or more saddening than a machine-flailed hedge. It speaks of the disdain of nature and craft that still dominates our agriculture. — Roger Deakin

All of us , I believe , carry about in our heads places and landscapes we shall never forget because we have experienced such intensity of life there :places where, like the child that 'feels its life in every limb' in Wordsworth's poem'We are seven' ,our eyes have opened wider, and all our senses have somehow heightened.By way of returning the compliment , we accord these places that have given us such joy a special place in our memories and imaginations. They live on in us, wherever we may be, however far from them. — Roger Deakin

I wanted to follow the rain on its meanderings about our land to rejoin the sea, to break out of the frustration of a lifetime doing lengths, of endlessly turning back on myself like a tiger pacing its cage — Roger Deakin

There's no wrong way to be. As long as you're true to you. That's all that matters. — Colleen Vanderlinden

I don't know how in the fuck we got here, but somehow this game is more real than anything else.
And I want it.
I fucking want it. — Nyrae Dawn

Your will cannot always choose the path; very often the route is determined by chance or by the will of others. — Fausto Cercignani

From there Elisha went up to Bethel. While he was on his way, some small boys came out of the city and jeered at him. "Go up baldhead," they shouted, "go up baldhead!" The prophet turned and saw them, and he cursed them in the name of the Lord. Then two shebears came out of the woods and tore forty two of the children to pieces. (2 Kings 2:23-24 NAB) — Bill Deakin

I need someone to fold the sheet, someone to take the other end of the sheet and walk towards me and fold once , then step back , fold and walk towards me again .We all need someone to fold the sheet.Someone to hitch on the coat at the neck .Someone to put on the kettle. Someone to dry up while I wash. — Roger Deakin

Whatever I'm working on, I get excited. It does not matter whether I have done the same piece many times. I still can't wait to get out to the shop in the morning. — Sam Maloof

There's more truth about a camp than a house. Planning laws need not worry the improvising builder because temporary structures are more beautiful anyway, and you don't need permission for them. There's more truth about a camp because that is the position we are in. The house represents what we ourselves would like to be on earth: permanent, rooted, here for eternity. But a camp represents the true reality of things: we're just passing through. — Roger Deakin

I am a woodlander, I have sap in my veins, — Roger Deakin

I'd like to know how to play the guitar. — Mario Vazquez

Read! Write! Imagine! Create! Love! Live! — Helen Deakin

Things are going round and round in my head
or maybe my head is going round and round in things. — Diana Wynne Jones

Hypatia's case then was this. She lived in a time when her intellectual heritage, a seven-hundred-year-old tradition, was crumbling. The supports that had once seemed so secure - the Museum and the libraries - had all been swept away by the swell of ignorant dogmatism. Almost alone, virtually the last academic, she stood for the intellectual values, for rigorous mathematics, ascetic Neoplatonism, the crucial role of the mind, and the voice of temperance and moderation in civic life. — Michael A.B. Deakin

I want my writing to bring people not just to think of "trees" as they mostly do now, but of each individual tree, and each kind of tree. — Roger Deakin

The military operation swiftly became one of disaster management and damage control, search and rescue. — A. Ashley Straker

But perhaps his outstanding contribution to Australian politics was that, after a lifetime of switching sides, he put in place the basic two-party structure we have today: Labor versus anti-Labor. The anti-Labor parties have had many names, but always the same policy: to keep Labor out of office. — Mungo MacCallum

[O]pen platforms and experimental amateurs ... eventually beat out the spendy, slick pros ... Relying on incumbents to produce your revolutions is not a good strategy. They're apt to take all the stuff that makes their products great and try to use technology to charge you extra for it, or prohibit it altogether. — Cory Doctorow

Our long-term economic plan is all about creating jobs and the economic security that comes with that. — George Osborne

The real wages of potters are in the daily silent appreciations of each of their customers as they pour the morning tea from their teapot, or drink coffee from their mug, or eat dinner off their plate. To be this involved in the daily lives of people who appreciate and admire your work enough to buy it must bring deep reassurance. It is a kind of immortality you can enjoy while still living.
The same goes for the woodworker. You are part of the community. — Roger Deakin

My house was once an acorn. — Roger Deakin