Kearstin Massey Quotes & Sayings

Why do we think God is watching us? Maybe God is the one doing the whole trip. — Art Hochberg

Wisely reconsidered and let the hand — Ron Rash

She was a good person," I said. "One of the best. — C.D. Reiss

This city desert makes you feel so cold. It's got so many people, but it's got no soul. — Gerry Rafferty

The game of chess is the most fascinating and intellectual pastime which the wisdom of antiquity has bequeathed to us. — Howard Staunton

We tend to think of happiness (and by happiness I also mean health or overall well-being)as a gift, and sometimes it is, a pure gratuity. But most of the time it comes about because you've done the work, prepared the ground to allow it in or tended it carefully once it has arrived. You have to practice happiness the way you practice the piano, commit to it the way you commit to going to the gym. — Norah Vincent

The Christian religion, when divested of the rags in which they [the clergy] have enveloped it, and brought to the original purity and simplicity of it's benevolent institutor, is a religion of all others most friendly to liberty, science, and the freest expansion of the human mind. — Thomas Jefferson

Did they want what I wanted?
Did they want to understand, to unlock it? To decode it? To glean, to touch, to learn, to get something, to proceed, to get somewhere, to graduate, to work, to thrive; to someday, sometime, finally earn the luxury, the permission to ... stop, to stop all of this, to relax, and forget? — Chip Kidd

His days were full and they were filled decently, he supposed it was all a man ought to ask. Something he knew he had missed: the flower of life. — Edith Wharton

She was my sister, beloved, who had stayed in my room around the clock when I'd been eight and suffered with a case of the flu that nearly killed me. She was my sister, whose clarinet playing inspired me to find the music in me, to settle on the saxophone, which had fast become the key to my identity. I loved her as I loved no one else, as no others had allowed me to love them, and if I were to kill her under the influence of some malign spirit, I might as well then kill myself. — Dean Koontz