Doerfel Family Quotes & Sayings

You see, the broccoli was yours and I give it back to you. The remote control is yours but I used to use it most and so now I give it back to you. The wardrobe should've been yours on that day we argued in Ikea, so I give it to you now. And finally this ring, in your hand, which represents my heart, is, was, and will always be yours. Even if you turn me down, I can't ever take it back because it's yours forever. — Mike Gayle

I realized I was the one doing all the training, earning the money, and my parents were living off of me. — Dominique Moceanu

Look at the children of the land leaving in droves, leaving their own land with bleeding wounds on their bodies and shock on their faces and blood in their hearts and hunger in their stomachs and grief in their footsteps. Leaving their mothers and fathers and children behind, leaving their umbilical cords underneath the soil, leaving the bones of their ancestors in the earth, leaving everything that makes them who and what they are, leaving because it is no longer possible to stay. They will never be the same again because you cannot be the same once you leave behind who and what you are, you just cannot be the same. — NoViolet Bulawayo

You're my safe harbor in an endless stormy sea. You're my shady willow on a sunny day. You're sweet music in a distant room. You're unexpected cake on a rainy day. You're my bright penny on the roadside, you are worth more than the moon on the long night walk. You are sweet wine in my mouth, a song in my throat and laughter in my heart. — Patrick Rothfuss

What we want from art is whatever is missing from the lives we are already living and making. Something is always missing, and so art-making is endless. — Jane Hirshfield

You must ascend a mountain to learn your relation to matter, and so to your own body, for it is at home there, though you are not. — Henry David Thoreau

Because remote viewing is such an outlandish claim that will revolutionise the world, we need overwhelming evidence before we draw any conclusions. Right now we don't have that evidence. — Richard Wiseman

Lord our time on earth is in your hands.
Lord determine and guide our steps. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Here are 3 stylistic quirks from Joe's repertoire:
1. noticing of smells
2. fixation on mouth/teeth
3. the use of lists — Sam Riviere

The dusk runs down the lane driven like hail;
Far off a precise whistle is escheat
To the dark; and then the towering weak and pale ... — Allen Tate

Everywhere they touched, my skin responded. It sent signals to the receiver, to the synth, to the amp, and the sounds were broadcast over the PA. I'd set it to translate this first song into a single key, so the notes built into chords, then broke apart. I had ways to distort, to sustain, to make a note tremble as if it were bowed. It was me: I was playing me; they were playing me. I was the instrument, the conduit, the transmutation of loss into elegy, song into prayer, my own prayers into notes, notes into song. Body and music, fingers and hands, they drew me out. — Jason Heller

Laurent!' said Makedon, greeting Laurent warmly. 'I am glad to take up your invitation to hunt with you in Acquitart when this campaign is over.' He clapped Laurent on the shoulder.
Laurent said, 'My invitation.'
Damen wondered whether he had ever been clapped on the shoulder in his life.
'I sent a messenger to my homestead this very morning to tell them to begin preparing light spears for chamois. — C.S. Pacat