Glennon Doyle On Narcissism Quotes & Sayings

Death is like the insect
Menacing the tree,
Competent to kill it,
But decoyed may be.
Bait it with the balsam,
Seek it with the saw,
Baffle, if it cost you
Everything you are.
Then, if it have burrowed
Out of reach of skill -
Wring the tree and leave it,
'Tis the vermin's will.
Of Nature I shall have enough
When I have entered these
Entitled to a Bumble bee's
Familiarities. — Emily Dickinson

Anomie is not a danger only for the young; it may surface in what is now conventionally called the "crisis of mid-life" or anywhere else. — Walter Brueggemann

Back in the day, Barry Crump not only had these stories that talked about that kind of rustic personality, but also, he spoke volumes, I guess, of the relationships in the stories that he told in these books. — Rhys Darby

A ball will always come to rest halfway down a hill, unless there is sand or water at the bottom. — Henry Beard

That boy is sprung on you and he is a nice guy. A superhot, supersexy nice guy. Do you know how rare that is? He's like a goddamn unicorn. — Jay Crownover

We look for the sermon in the suicide, for the social or moral lesson in the murder of five. We interpret what we see, select the most workable of the multiple choices. — Joan Didion

The State Film Authority will be there for film as industry only, as is the case in all the other states, except Victoria. Victoria is moving more now into supporting non-commercial films. — Ann Macbeth

I can't accept "our nervous age," since mankind has been nervous during every age. Whoever fears nervousness should turn into a sturgeon or smelt; if a sturgeon makes a stupid mistake, it can only be one: to end up on a hook, and then in a pan in a pastry shell. — Anton Chekhov

Here's the thing, Judy. Here's the thing we have to look at and accept. For you, I was a chapter - a good chapter, maybe, or even your favorite chapter, but still, just a chapter - and for me, you were the book." "No, no, Willy, what you're saying about me - that's just not true," she said, but she didn't say what she thought was the truer, darker truth: that, to use his metaphor, he had been most of the book, but she had been too careless or self-absorbed or oblivious to know it, and it was too late to change the ending. — Tom McNeal