Deserted Farms Quotes & Sayings

Little children play with dolls in the outer room just as they like, without any care of fear or restraint; but as soon as their mother comes in, they throw aside their dolls and run to her crying, "Mamma, mamma." You too, are now playing in this material world, infatuated with the dolls of wealth, honour, fame, etc., If however, you once see your Divine Mother, you will not afterwards find pleasure in all these. Throwing them all aside, you will run to her. — Ramakrishna

All singers have this fault: if asked to sing among friends they are never so inclined; if unasked, they never leave off. — Horace

Life and our love for others is a balancing act, I understand then; a dance between our instinct to be safe and hold fast, and our drive to flee, to run - from danger, toward new places to feed ourselves. — Deb Caletti

Work spares us from three evils: boredom, vice, and need. — Voltaire

And looking down on them, the other Londoners, those monsters who live in the air, the city's uncounted population of stone men and women and beasts, and things that are neither human nor beasts, fanged rabbits and flying hares, four-legged birds and pinioned snakes, imps with bulging eyes and duck's bills, men who are wreathed in leaves or have the heads of goats or rams; creatures with knotted coils and leather wings, with hairy ears and cloven feet, horned and roaring, feathered and scaled, some laughing, some singing, some pulling back their lips to show their teeth; lions and friars, donkeys and geese, devils with children crammed into their maws, all chewed up except for their helpless paddling feet; limestone or leaden, metalled or marbled, shrieking and sniggering above the populace, hooting and gurning and dry-heaving from buttresses, walls and roofs. — Hilary Mantel

Iren broke the moment of quiet reflection. "He was a bad captian"

"But a worse bird" said Voleta.

Man, what a thing to say after a dude falls to his death. — Josiah Bancroft

I get so into playing the bass. The only time I ever feel the same way is when I'm having sex; it's the epitome of unifying with something. — Melissa Auf Der Maur

Sometimes I run fast when I feel like it, but if I increase the pace I shorten the amount of time I run, the point being to let the exhilaration I feel at the end of each run carry over to the next day. This is the same sort of tack I find necessary when writing a novel. I stop every day right at the point where I feel I can write more. Do that, and the next day's work goes surprisingly smoothly. I think Ernest Hemingway did something like that. To keep on going, you have to keep up the rhythm. This is the important thing for long-term projects. Once you set the pace, the rest will follow. The problem is getting the flywheel to spin at a set speed-and to get to that point takes as much concentration and effort as you can manage. — Haruki Murakami

Hate had begun to paralyze his thinking, he realized, to make little blind alleys of the roads that logic had pointed out to him in New York. — Patricia Highsmith

We are not race blind. Of course we still have racial tensions in this country. But the United States of America has made enormous progress in race relations, and it is still the best place on Earth to be a minority. — Condoleezza Rice

There is most certainly a purpose you are yearning to fulfill. Find it, know it, follow it, and you can change the world. — Ralph Marston

Kiss me," she said urgently.
Sam's eyes flickered with mild surprise. "Right now?"
"Yes."
"What kind of kiss?"
"What do you mean, what kind of kiss? Just a regular kiss."
"A friendly kiss, or a romantic kiss? Are we supposed to be going out together, or - "
"Oh, for heaven's sake," she exclaimed, and pulled his head down to hers. — Lisa Kleypas

Empowerment is not about doing the same thing the same way in the same environment. It's about building the man and the woman and doing so with a view to creating better citizens and, by extension, better patriots in this society of ours. — Anthony Carmona

Give people the power of the gods, and they'll eventually run down like wind-up toys for lack of reasons to go on. — Karl Schroeder