Feeling Numb Emotionally Quotes & Sayings

Email is a 40-year-old technology that is not going away for very good reasons - it's the cockroach of the Internet. — Jason Hirschhorn

You pay your money, you take your choice. I get the audience my language attracts and I lose the ones it repels. — David Antin

Sunday afternoons at a parish center - or a community center - is familiar territory for me. — Denis McDonough

Life is merely a fracas on an unmapped terrain, and the universe a geometry stricken with epilepsy. — Emile M. Cioran

I am just as human as the man. — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Again, after years of research, I'm convinced that we all numb and take the edge off. The question is, does our _ (eating, drinking, spending, gambling, saving the world, incessant gossiping, perfectionism, sixty-hour workweek) get in the way of our authenticity? Does it stop us from being emotionally honest and setting boundaries and feeling like we're enough? Does it keep us from staying out of judgment and from feeling connected? Are we using _ to hide or escape from the reality of our lives? Understanding — Brene Brown

The surest and most insidious enemy of freedom is not dictatorship, but complacency. — Natalie Angier

Trump's - has great negatives, enormous negatives, a lot of people say they simply won't vote for him. So if he's gotten media, maybe it hasn't done him so much good. — David Folkenflik

I've been living for 17 years, and I've noticed human relations is the most difficult thing to understand ... — Seohyun

Always check your hats be-
fore donning them. You never know what might be lurking inside. — Marissa Meyer

How can we love a holy God? The simplest answer I can give to this vital question is that we can't. Loving a holy God is beyond our moral power. The only kind of God we can love by our sinful nature is an unholy god, an idol made by our own hands. Unless we are born of the Spirit of God, unless God sheds His holy love in our hearts, unless He stoops in His grace to change our hearts, we will not love Him. — R.C. Sproul