Goatsstreaming Quotes & Sayings

The key to any lasting contentment is learning to see and accept reality for what it is and then acting skillfully, rather than reacting when reality fails to conform to our expectations. — Bhava Ram

Someone always dies. Someone is always left behind. — Jacqueline E. Smith

The contradictions the mind comes up against, these are the only realities, the criterion of the real. There is no contradiction in what is imaginary. Contradiction is the test of necessity. — Simone Weil

Hair is like a flock of goatsstreaming down Mount Gilead. b — Anonymous

What really terrifies Americans is the prospect that the Indian is very much alive, that the Indian is having nine babies in Guatemala, and that those nine babies are headed this way. This is one reason why Americans hold on so dearly to the myth of the dead Indian. — Richard Rodriguez

The next time you have a negative thought, say the word "STOP" to yourself and imagine a stop sign. — Peter Jumrukovski

Italians give their city sexes, and they all agree that the sex for a particular city is quite correct, but none of them can explain why. I love that. London's middle-aged and male, respectably married but secretly gay. — David Mitchell

I mean, the greatest laugh I always get is, if darkness, right, just overwhelms the Earth one day and [Barack] Obama had the key to light, he says, "I have a bill that will bring sunlight," they'd rather live in darkness than have him bring the light. — Luis Gutierrez

To be nonpartisan doesn't mean we're nonpolitical. — Shane Claiborne

I like density, not volume. I like to leave something to the imagination. The reader must fit the pieces together, with the author's discreet help. — Maureen Howard

Sufi secrets are perceived, not understood by words. — Idries Shah

Incredible in retrospect, all of it, but especially the parts having to do with travel and communications. This was how he arrived in this airport: he'd boarded a machine that transported him at high speed a mile above the surface of the earth. This was how he'd told Miranda Carroll of her ex-husband's death: he'd pressed a series of buttons on a device that had connected him within seconds to an instrument on the other side of the world, and Miranda - barefoot on a white sand beach with a shipping fleet shining before her in the dark - had pressed a button that had connected her via satellite to New York. These taken-for-granted miracles that had persisted all around them. — Emily St. John Mandel