Errancies Quotes & Sayings

If your mom is still around, you're so lucky. — M.J. Rose

No matter how wild reality was obviously often being, it was an absolutely secure place, as a tone and intelligence, and a thing happening. — Robert Creeley

Our families are often the thing that keep us stuck, — Susan Juby

Books gnaw at me from around the edges of my life, demanding more time and attention. I am always left hungry. — Pamela Paul

I can't shake the feeling that Parker just told me goodbye. Not goodbye to our friendship, because that will always be there in some capacity. But goodbye to the way we used to be. The way we could have been. — Lauren Layne

Christmas; magnificent snowflakes snowing in your hope. — Kristian Goldmund Aumann

I think the reason they are my relatives now is they are from my country too - it's like the country has become a real family since we are in America, which is not our country — NoViolet Bulawayo

I think of my own life, how it embraces a great quest to know every cog of nature
the names of oaks and ferns, the secret lives of birds, the taste of venison and Ogeechee lime, wax myrtle's smell and rattlesnake's, the contour of bobcat tracks, the number of barred owl cackles, the feel of Okefenokee Swamp water on my skin under a blistering sun.
I search for a vital knowledge of the land that my father could not teach me, as he was not taught, and guidance to know and honor it, as he was not guided, as if this will shield me from the errancies of the mind, or bring me back from that dark territory should I happen to wander there. I search as if there were peace to be found. — Janisse Ray

I was born looking older - and I've been aging since I was a teenager. — Charles Durning

Pax amor et lepos in iocando. Latin for Peace, love and sense of fun. — Julie Andrews Edwards

The story of mankind is the nomadic search for many, many truths along harsh roads bordered with flesh and bones and the apparitions of truths long since eaten by birds; it is looking for truths to fill a grumbling stomach, and spitting them out like pebbles when they have lost their flavor. — Breyten Breytenbach

If you have no inner freedom, what kind of freedom do you expect? — Arturo Graf