Gutensohn Clinic Kirksville Quotes & Sayings

Begin building the future through "conversation for possibility." — Werner Erhard

Love. Oscar knew he should have checked out right then. He liked to kid himself that it was only cold anthropological interest that kept him around to see how it would all end, but the truth was he couldn't extricate himself. He was totally and irrevocably in love with Ana. What he used to feel for those girls he'd never really known was nothing compared to the amor he was carrying in his heart for Ana. It had the density of a dwarf-motherfucking-star and at times he was a hundred percent sure it would drive him mad. The only thing that came close to how he felt about his books; only the combined love he had for everything he'd read and everything he hoped to write came even close. — Junot Diaz

God is simple. Everything else is complex. Do not seek absolute values in the relative world of nature. — Paramahansa Yogananda

To begin with, convinced socialists will derive satisfaction from the mere fact of living in a socialist society.4 Socialist bread may well taste sweeter to them than capitalist bread simply because it is socialist bread, and it would do so even if they found mice in it. — Joseph Alois Schumpeter

I doubt whether any hack, under pressure, could pen such atrocious melodrama, — John Kennedy Toole

Malthus married in 1804 and beat three children with his wife — Thomas Malthus

Good words quench more then a bucket of water. — George Herbert

Self-nurturance, or learning to bask in bliss, is an acquired art form. — Sarah Ban Breathnach

I understand that the world was nothing: a mechanical chaos of casual, brute enmity on which we stupidly impose our hopes and fears. i understood that, finally and absolutely, i alone exist. all the rest, i saw, is merely what pushes me, or what i push against, blindly - as blindly as all that is not myself pushes back. i create the whole universe, blink by blink. — John Gardner

Art never improves, but ... the material of art is never quite the same. — T. S. Eliot