Goals Ernest Hemingway Quotes & Sayings

Ours is only a little power, seems like, next to theirs," Moss said. "But it goes down deep. It's all roots. It's like an old blackberry thicket. And a wizard's power's like a fir tree, maybe, great and tall and grand, but it'll blow right down in a storm. Nothing kills a blackberry bramble. — Ursula K. Le Guin

True values entail suffering. That's the way we think. All in all, we tend to view melancholia as more true. We prefer music and art to contain a touch of melancholia. So melancholia in itself is a value. Unhappy and unrequited love is more romantic than happy love. For we don't think that's completely real, do we? ... Longing is true. It may be that there's no truth at all to long for, but the longing itself is true. Just like pain is true. We feel it inside. It's part of our reality. — Lars Von Trier

One place is very like another. — Agatha Christie

Respect your captor, Caecelia. Learn to love your position, Caecelia. Pledge loyalty to Sparta, Caecelia. All hail Queen Caecelia of Sparta! — Sai Marie Johnson

It is impossible to love deeply without sacrifice. — Elisabeth Elliot

I love to write. But it has never gotten any easier to do and you can't expect it to if you keep trying for something better than you can do. — Ernest Hemingway,

I would love God even if he damned me, because he was so gracious to others. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

If it weren't for The Groundlings, I would never be on Saturday Night Live. — Chris Kattan

Music is the hidden arithmetical exercise of a mind unconscious that it is calculating. — Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz

Death is the price you paid for being born. — Gloria Vanderbilt

I think it's important to recall ... what you remember your grandmother making, where you're from and the foods you enjoyed as a child yourself, and pass that information off to your kids. — Tyler Florence

For a moment something almost as rare as the sight that they had just witnessed occurred: Loki was totally lost for words. — Joanne Harris

Recognize the cunning man not by the corpses he pays homage to but by the living writers he conspires against with the most shameful weapon, Silence, or the briefest review. — Edward Dahlberg