Habischman Quotes & Sayings

For the American Indian, the ability of all creatures to share in the process of ongoing creation makes all things sacred. — Paula Gunn Allen

We read every day about the rich, the famous, the talented who are disillusioned. Many of them are turning to the occult, or Transcendental Meditation, or Eastern religions. Some are turning to crime. The questions they thought were answered are left dangling: What is man? Where did he come from? What is his purpose on this planet? Where is he going? Is there a God who cares? If there is a God, has He revealed Himself to man? — Billy Graham

I'm an enormous fan of Thomas Bernhard's books, and I like the relentless feeling in his work - the pursuit of darkness, the negative - and I think in some sense I've internalised that as what one is supposed to do. — Ben Marcus

His golden locks Time hath to silver turned,
O time too swift! O swiftness never ceasing!
His youth 'gainst Time and Age hath ever spurned,
But spurned in vain! Youth waneth by increasing. — George Peele

Time is heavy sometimes; imagine how heavy eternity must be. — Emil Cioran

Heroes may be less than heroic, while the common man saves the day. — Barbara Kingsolver

With your votes you are working for your future. It is not a holiday; it is the most serious day of work since you were born. Better to come in clothing dirty from work than with your soul filthy from having sold your right to justice. — Luis Munoz Marin

In its factical existence, any particular Dasein either 'has the time' or 'does not have it'. It either 'takes time' for something or 'cannot allow any time for it'. Why does Dasein 'take time', and why can it 'lose' it? Where does it take time from? How is this time related to Dasein's temporality? — Martin Heidegger

My goal is to be exactly how I am offstage - although I realize I'm supposed to punctuate it with jokes. — Andy Kindler

The heart of a fool is in his mouth, but the mouth of a wise man is in his heart. — Benjamin Franklin

I believe that God gives you hopes and dreams in a size that's too large, so you have something to grow into. — Lynn A. Robinson

She's not here," I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You won't find Prim." At her name, he perks up. Raises his flattened ears. Begins to meow hopefully. "Get out!" He dodges the pillow I throw at him. "Go away! There's nothing left for you here!" I start to shake, furious with him. "She's not coming back! She's never ever coming back here again!" I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. "She's dead, you stupid cat. She's dead. — Suzanne Collins

Did she really believe that love, once gained, couldn't be torn asunder by doubts and fears, and could never, never be put back together again? — V.C. Andrews

Born weary of being born, he chose to be a shade; when, then, did he live, and by the transgression of what birth? And if, living, he wore his shroud, by what miracle did he manage to die? — Emil M. Cioran

Because that's life. Life's pain. You just have to get over as much of it as you can. — Maggie Stiefvater