Khoshnevisi Quotes & Sayings

For several years, while I searched for, found, and studied black women writers, I deliberately shut O'Connor out, feeling almost ashamed that she had reached me first. And yet, even when I no longer read her, I missed her, and realized that though the rest of America might not mind, having endured it so long, I would never be satisfied with a segregated literature. I would have to read Zora Hurston and Flannery O'Connor, Nella Larsen and Carson McCullers, Jean Toomer and William Faulkner, before I could begin to feel well read at all. — Alice Walker

It's funny, a lot of people think I take myself seriously because I come off so serious sometimes. But it's not that I take myself seriously, I take what I do seriously. — Laurence Fishburne

The deepest form of despair is to choose to be another than himself. — Soren Kierkegaard

New York is the greatest character actor ever. Any film that is shot in New York is elevated by the city. — Jeffrey Wright

I am custodian of the knowledge hoarded here. — Brandon Mull

I'd rather dance in a corner than dance in a circle. — Harry Shum Jr.

it is I, I myself, who turn from the good expected to the given good. Out of my own heart I do it. One can conceive a heart which did not: which clung to the good it had first thought of and turned the good which was given it into no good." "I — C.S. Lewis

Unless you are oblivious to your own suffering, you have no right to be oblivious to other people's suffering. — Jaggi Vasudev

If you've got faith and you believe in what you are living for, you can stand your ground when the Devil's at your door. — John Michael Montgomery

Every choice before you represents the universe inviting you to remember who you are and what you want. — Alan Cohen

I had no proof that I had the stuff to be an artist, though I hungered to be one. — Patti Smith

Ancient wisdom is a present blessing. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Love is about accepting another - heart, soul, body and mind, and caring for them deeply. — Merlyn Gabriel Miller

The dial of the clock wears out unevenly;
Most worn
Is the area round eight.
As it is stared at with abrasive glances
unfailingly twice a day,
It is weathered away.
On the other side
The area at two
Is only half as worn,
For closed eyes at night
Pass without stopping.
If there is one who possesses a flat watch evenly worn,
It is he who, failing at the start, is running one lap behind.

Thus the world is always
A lap fast--
The world he thinks he sees
Has not yet begun.
Illusory time,
When the hands stand vertically on the dial;
Without the bell announcing the raising of the curtain,
The play has come to an end. — Kobo Abe