Dpchallenge Quotes & Sayings

The breath of wind that moved them was still chilly on this day in May; the flowers gently resisted, curling up with a kind of trembling grace and turning their pale stamens towards the ground. The sun shone through them, revealing a pattern of interlacing, delicate blue veins, visible through the opaque petals; this added something alive to the flower's fragility, to it's ethereal quality, something almost human ,in the way that human can mean frailty and endurance both at the same time. The wind could ruffle these ravishing creations but it couldn't destroy them, or even crush them; they swayed there, dreamily; they seemed ready to fall but held fast to their slim strong branches- ... — Irene Nemirovsky

What did the ancients say? 'To love when you're old is a grave misfortune?' No shit. Especially when you're a weathered crock in love with an immortal boy. — Rachael Eyre

The art is long, life is short. — Hippocrates

Blossoming and unfolding are basically the same thing, but blossoming is more romantiC. — Zooey Deschanel

The main thing that prevents us from understanding the Bible aright is not a lack of hermeneutical skills but our sin. Our — Tim Chester

On the other hand I myself have impulses toward violence uneasily concealed. Especially when I look out of the window at the men and women, walking along in the course of a day because I spend so much time, as we all do, looking out of windows to determine what is out there, and what should be done about it. — Donald Barthelme

Some think that solar work is pretty well played out. In reality, it is only beginning. — George Ellery Hale

Being a musician - it's easier for me to date an athlete. There's too much competition [with a musician]. There's too much know-it-all pop star. — Jessica Simpson

Eighth grade's a distant rumor, a tabled issue, and Dylan knows from experience that the summer between might change anything, everything. He and Mingus Rude too and even Arthur Lomb for that matter are released from the paint-by-numbers page of their schooldays, from their preformatted roles as truant or victim, freed to an unspoiled summer, that inviting medium for doodling in self-transformation. — Jonathan Lethem