Densely Calcified Quotes & Sayings

I will hold your hand and we will walk across this world, and I will sing to you and our babies, and that will be enough for me. — Elin Hilderbrand

I worry and I wonder. And when I'm with her I'm happy. This is probably what love is. But I believe there is only one love. It would be nice if there was one more ... but there is only one. I think I was giving that love to Hae Ryung before she even matured. — John The Apostle

Let's go drinking and then go back to sleep like good bugs. — Liu Cixin

Woman is not a fixed reality but a becoming; she has to be compared with man in her becoming; that is, her possibilities have to be defined: what skews the issues so much is that she is being reduced to what she was, to what she is today, while the question concerns her capacities; the fact is that her capacities manifest themselves clearly only when they have been realized: but the fact is also that when one considers a being who is transcendence and surpassing, it is never possible to close the books. — Simone De Beauvoir

If you take advantage of everything that America has to offer, there's nothing you can't accomplish. — Geraldine Ferraro

The Duke [John Wayne] was a massive figure. He looked like a heavy piece of hauled lumber, and it didn't seem like any man could stand shoulder to shoulder with him. — Bob Dylan

If you can adapt to and balance in a world that is always moving and unstable, you learn how to become tolerant to the permanence of change and difference. — B.K.S. Iyengar

Love and loneliness, they are both coincidences. — M.F. Moonzajer

Because music is a language unto itself, when I'm writing, I need silence. I need to hear the music and the rhythms of the words inside my thoughts. — Marianne Wiggins

The white cat symbolizes the silvery moon prying into corners and cleansing the sky for the day to follow. The white cat is "the cleaner" or "the animal that cleans itself," described by the Sanskrit word Margaras, which means "the hunter who follows the track; the investigator; the skip tracer." The white cat is the hunter and the killer, his path lighted by the silvery moon. All dark, hidden places and beings are revealed in that inexorably gentle light. You can't shake your white cat because your white cat is you. You can't hide from your white cat because your white cat hides with you. — William S. Burroughs

Recall, then, some event that has left a distinct impression on you
how at the corner of the street, perhaps, you passed two people talking. A tree shook; an electric light danced; the tone of the talk was comic, but also tragic; a whole vision, an entire conception, seemed contained in that moment.
But when you attempt to reconstruct it in words, you will find that it breaks into a thousand conflicting impressions. — Virginia Woolf