Inuit Inspirational Quotes & Sayings

For a writer, children make life needlessly hard. I've muddled through a lot of things, but I have not muddled through my writing life. I work absolutely flat out, giving it my all. — Richard Ford

I want to have thoughts of abundance. I want to have thoughts of love, of kindness, of beauty. — Wayne Dyer

In the time it takes to heat a TV dinner, Clinton had convinced me that he was the smartest person in the room and that I was the center of his attention. In the next 25 years, I would see countless others fall just as quickly to the Clinton Touch. — Ron Fournier

When I am conscious that I am the master of my brain, I can actively process emotion and information. I develop the insight to see my situation clearly, like when a light bulb is turned on
in a dark room. — Ilchi Lee

You, that judge men by the handle and the sheath, how can I make you know a good blade? — Jedediah M. Grant

TV spots are short. If you can't hold folks' attention for 20 seconds before revealing the brand, find another line of work. — Lee Clow

If there was one advantage of the numerous lifetimes he'd been forced to endure, it was undoubtedly knowledge. — Ross Turner

Death is at any time blessed but it is twice blessed for a warrior who dies for his cause, that is, truth. — Mahatma Gandhi

He dug wells for a living and his customers were cattle ranchers and wheat farmers, which meant they were always about to go broke, except when they were rich. — T.C. Boyle

Unable to rid myself of it, since I heard your song humming ever in my head, beheld your feet dancing always on my breviary, felt even at night, in my dreams, your form in contact wih my own, I desired to see you again, to touch you, to know who you were, to see whether I should really find you like the ideal image which I had retained of you, to shatter my dream, perchance with reality. At all events, I hoped that a new impression would efface the first, and the first had become insupportable. I sought you. I saw you once more. Calamity! When I had seen you twice, I wanted to see you a thousand times, I wanted to see you always. Then - how stop myself on that slope of hell? - then I no longer belonged to myself. — Victor Hugo

The writer is often faced with two choices
turn away from the reality of life's intimidating complexity or conquer its mystery by battling with it. The writer who chooses the former soon runs out of energy and produces elegantly tired fiction. — Chinua Achebe