Home Voices Speak Quotes & Sayings

The problem is I can think whatever I think but I still feel the way I feel. — E. Lockhart

When I speak in Christian terms or Buddhist terms I'm simply selecting for the moment a dialect. Christian words for me represent the comforting vocabulary of the place I came from hometown voices saying more than the language itself can convey about how welcome and safe I am what the expectations are and where to find food. Buddhist words come from another dialect from the people over the mountain. I've become pretty fluent in Buddhist it helps me to see my home country differently but it will never be speech I can feel completely at home in. — Mary Rose O'Reilley

Children need to learn that silence is the home of spirit. All other voices speak out loud, but spirit communicates without making a sound. — Deepak Chopra

And if he ached more than I was aching, then he was in agony. — V.C. Andrews

The gospel is never about everybody else; it is always about you, about me. The gospel is never truth in general; it's always a truth in specific. The gospel is never a commentary on ideas or cultures or conditions; it's always about actual persons, actual pains, actual troubles, actual sin; you, me; who you are and what you've done; who I am and what I've done. — Eugene H. Peterson

Plants are like people: they're all different and a little bit strange. — John Kehoe

Home is to be a safe place, a refuge for all who enter, a protection from the harm and storms of the world. Yet often or even daily we open our doors
usually via television or the internet
to ideas and images that can damage our faith, abuse our hearts and minds, sear our psyches, and tear apart our peace. Home should be a place where, behind its doors, one should expect to find protection and safety from all the harms of life, including voices that do not speak truth or wisdom. Only the foolish would invite just anyone to enter the door of their home. — Sally Clarkson

I still write in long hand. I type like a chimpanzee. — Pat Conroy

Deep beneath the surface of the Sun, enormous forces were gathering. At any moment, the energies of a million hydrogen bombs might burst forth in the awesome explosion ... Climbing at millions of miles per hour, an invisible fireball many times the size of Earth would leap from the Sun and head out across space. — Arthur C. Clarke

Come on Duchess, I'm down with you," Satin announced as she pulled a pair of rhinestone brass knuckles from her Birkin bag. "Knuckle up divas! — Lady Onyxx

Nobody ever lived in the past. — David McCullough

Thunder is no longer the voice of an angry god ... No river contains a spirit ... no snake the embodiment of wisdom, no mountain cave the home of a great demon. No voices now speak to man from stones, plants and animals, nor does he speak to them thinking they can hear. His contact with nature has gone, and with it has gone the profound emotional energy that this symbolic connection supplied. — Carl Jung

If you live feeling like
Your glass is half empty, well,
It may as well be empty all the way. — Mattie J.T. Stepanek

Observe, in short, how transient and trivial is all mortal life; yesterday a drop of semen, tomorrow a handful of spice or ashes. Spend, therefore, these fleeting moments of earth as Nature would have you spend them, and then go to your rest with a good grace, as an olive falls in its season, with a blessing for the earth. — Marcus Aurelius

All great questions must be raised by great voices, and the greatest voice is the voice of the people - speaking out - in prose, or painting or poetry or music; speaking out - in homes and halls, streets and farms, courts and cafes - let that voice speak and the stillness you hear will be the gratitude of mankind. — Robert Kennedy

Oh, why don't we have the night off? ... D'you know ... I think I'm feeling a bit ... Rebellious. — J.K. Rowling

These memories of former times do not awaken desire so much as sorrow
a vast, inapprehensible melancholy. Once we had such desires
but they return not. They are past, they belong to another world that is gone from us. They are completely lost to us. They arise no more; we are dead and they stand remote on the horizon, they are a mysterious reflection, an apparition that haunts us, that we fear and love without hope. They are unattainable and we know it.
And even if these scenes of our youth were given back to us, we would hardly know what to do. The tender, secret influence that passed from them into us could not rise again. We might remember and love them and be stirred by the sight of them. But it would be like gazing at the photograph of a dead comrade; those are his features, it is his face, and the days we spent together take on a mournful life in memory; but the man himself it is not. — Erich Maria Remarque

One of my goals is that, at a dinner party some time in the future, someone will say, 'Oh, my nephew is starting a ready-to-wear brand', and 20 people will turn around and say, 'Is he? Can we invest?' in the same way that, now, if you were to say, 'My nephew is starting a mobile app,' everyone would say, 'Oh, smashing! Can I invest?' — Natalie Massenet