Quotes & Sayings About Heroism In The Outsiders

If people can write to each other across space, why can they not write across time too? — Ahdaf Soueif

I'd just like to be able to walk without pain or run without a limp. — Mike Comrie

I may be a fool, but I intend to be a live fool. — Robert Jordan

I don't actually believe in a clash of civilizations. I believe in a clash of the civilized and the noncivilized. — Madeleine Albright

She looked down at her sketch pad. She'd been drawing a rabbit. She decided to give him unpleasant teeth. Vicious little bunny. Excellent. — Julia Quinn

Pleasure quickens your body, happiness soothes your mind, joy renews your heart, and love revives your soul. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Revision and prediction seem like wastes of time. As much as I'd like to have a handle on the past and future, the moment I live in is the one I have. Here is how the moment instructs me: clouds float in front of the moon's face, lights flicker in the carved heads of pumpkins, leaves rise in the wind at random, saints go nameless, love comforts, souls sing beyond the reach of bodies. — Thomas Lynch

We see that science also rests on faith; there is simply no science "without presuppositions — Friedrich Nietzsche

Most people here have spent most of their time someplace else. You learn — Samuel R. Delany

He loved her like the first time every time. Like the first time all the time. — C.J. Carlyon

She remembered how one day she'd gone running to him with a shell, told him to listen and hear the waves inside. He'd taken time off from his endless making of money and driven her way up into the hills and found a quarry and dug a fossil out the rocks and made her put that to her ear as well; she'd heard the same singing and he'd told her that was the noise the years made, all the millions of them shut inside buzzing to get free. She kept the stone a long while after that; and when more time had passed and she knew the whispering and piping were only echoes of her blood she did't care because she'd still heard what she heard, the sound of trapped eternities. — Keith Roberts

No man can be ideally successful until he has found his place. Like a locomotive, he is strong on the track, but weak anywhere else. — Orison Swett Marden