Kandianying Quotes & Sayings

NO error is infused into the young mind, to lie there dormant, or to be reproduced only when the subject of thought or action recurs to which the error belongs; but the error becomes a model or archetype, after whose likeness the active powers of the mind create a thousand other errors. — Horace Mann

I accept the hard reality that I maybe might possibly be just the slightest tiniest littlest bit kinda sorta interested in him. — Sarah Ockler

So give your complete attention to what you feel, and refrain from mentally labeling it. As you go into the feeling, be intensely alert. At first, it may seem like a dark and terrifying place, and when the urge to turn away from it comes, observe it but don't act on it. Keep putting your attention on the pain, keep feeling the grief, the fear, the dread, the loneliness, whatever it is. Stay alert, stay present - present with your whole Being, with every cell of your body. As you do so, you are bringing a light into this darkness. This is the flame of your consciousness. — Eckhart Tolle

Don't make your own life your project in your own life: total waste of time. — Lorrie Moore

I've gone from being bullied by jocks as a kid to being bullied by nerds as an adult. — Chris Hardwick

Everything that you do or say that raises the self-esteem of another raises yours as well. — Brian Tracy

I am a man of prayer and meditation. I feel inspiration is of paramount importance. If I can inspire someone, and if that person also can inspire me, then we can do many good things for the betterment of this world. — Sri Chinmoy

Bent
like the branches of a tree
broken
like the pieces of my heart
cracked
like the seventeenth moon
shattered
like the glass in the window
the day we met — Kami Garcia

Things perish. Gods have passed.
But song sublimely cast
Shall citadels outlast. — Theophile Gautier

I don't like directing that much to want a career as a director for hire. I like to have as much creative control as possible. — Peter Jackson

He scraped through the dark sand to the center house, two stories, both pouring bands of light into the fog. There was warmth and gaiety within, through the downstairs window he could see young people gathered around a piano, their singing mocking the forces abroad on this cruel night. She was there, proptected by happiness and song and the good. He was separated from her only by a sand yard and a dark fence, by a lighted window and by her protectors.
He stood there until he was trembling with pity and rage. Then he fled, but his flight was slow as the flight in a dream, impeded by the deep sand and the blurring hands of the fog. He fled from the goodness of that home, and his hatred for Laurel throttled his brain. If she had come back to him, he would not be shut out, an outcast in a strange, cold world. — Dorothy B. Hughes

In spite of all the progress we seem to have made, human emotions stay the same. Deep inside our hearts, we don't change very much. This poem was written two thousand years ago or more. It's from a time long before the quatrains and other formal styles you've learned in school were established. And yet, even today, we can understand the feelings of people from that time. You don't need education or scholarship for that. These feelings can be understood by anybody, I think. — Kyoichi Katayama

As for Chicks with Daddy Issues: Do I really want to be with a Woman who wants to be my Father? — Josh Stern

When I am made fun of in the press I just remember those days when I'd come home to find that the water had been turned off because my mother couldn't afford the bill. Suddenly, everything feels easier. — Beth Ditto

I had to have help getting up these stairs because I've been tackled by so many lions and tigers. Really. I'm like an old football player. — Tippi Hedren