Dwight Whitney Morrow Quotes & Sayings

Columbus only discovered that he was in some new place. He didn't discover America. — Louise Erdrich

It's not that I don't trust the guy, but ... no, wait
that's exactly the reason. — Julie Kagawa

If the creative artist worries if he will still be free tomorrow, then he will not be free today. — Salman Rushdie

We covet what is guarded; the very care invokes the thief. Few love what they may have. — Ovid

One of the eternal truths of life - People who ask "do you know who I am?" will always, given half a chance, tell you. — Christina Engela

Tonight I attend my thirty-fifth high school reunion with some trepidation.
I have not seen most of these former classmates for thirty-some years. I am not the same young girl they knew in high school. What they cannot know, what I am just realizing myself, is that I am not even the same person I was two years ago. — Mary Potter Kenyon

Service simply means we embrace the possibility of living for more than ourselves. — Wes Moore

At the individual level Swaraj is vitally connected with the capacity for dispassionate self-assessment, ceaseless self-purification and growing self-reliance. ... It is Swaraj when we learn to rule ourselves. — Timothy Ferriss

One can write out of love or hate. Hate tells one a great deal about a person. Love makes one become the person. Love, contrary to legend, is not half as blind, at least for writing purposes, as hate. Love can see the evil and not cease to be love. Hate cannot see the good and remain hate. The writer, writing out of hatred, will, thus, paint a far more partial picture than if he had written out of love. — Jessamyn West

O ye by wandering tempest sown
'Neath every alien star,
Forget not whence the breath was blown
That wafted you afar!
For ye are still her ancient seed
On younger soil let fall
Children of Britain's island-breed,
To whom the Mother in her need
Perchance may one day call. — William Watson

I am more than a little jealous that the wonder I am party to has been sprinkled over Salinger's gray head. — W.P. Kinsella

The truly great writer does not want to write. He wants the world to be a place in which he can live the life of the imagination. — Henry Miller