Kohs Block Quotes & Sayings

It is not human to be wise,' said Blood. 'It is much more human to err, though perhaps exceptional to err on the side of mercy. — Rafael Sabatini

If death were the end, then there is no God, and there are no realised masters - it is all a pack of lies. The great ones wouldn't urge you to became better, for what would be the use if, good or bad, we are all junked at the end of life? What would be the value of the scriptures? There would be no justice whatsoever if this present existence is all there is to each individual life. What of those souls who lived only a few years, or lived in blind or crippled bodies? — Paramahansa Yogananda

To know the right means of getting something done is virtually to have done it. — Mark Caine

If you're a composer, there's never a moment you're not working. — Ellen Taaffe Zwilich

How can I tell what I think until I see what I say? — David Markson

Marriage can, should, and must evolve. Don't be alarmed, and don't resent it. Be patient and kind, unflaggingly. In the long run, it's the unasked-for hot-water bottles on winter nights that matter more than the extravagant gestures. — David Mitchell

The struggle alone pleases us, not the victory. — Blaise Pascal

People who refuse to take risks live with a feeling of dread that is far more severe than what they would feel if they took the risks necessary to make them less helpless - only they don't know it! — Susan Jeffers

Moreover, broad plans commensurate with our national purpose and resources would bring conviction of our power to every soldier in the front line, to the nations associated with us in the war, and to the enemy. — Kelly Miller

A crushed hope is suffused with a nobility that mere hopelessness can never know. — Andrew Solomon

Teammates ... were fine things. Piling onto the bus before the game, edgy with shared nerves, egging one another on with the genial, meaningless phrase C'mon, you guys!, collapsing back into the same seats for the ride home - the sense of striving in accord had been a sweet part of high school. Possibly the sweetest. But the camaraderie had not survived graduation, or even the off-seasons. Her teammates, passing in the school corridors in winter or spring, were downshifted to nodding acquaintances who had once been close, that past connection floating off like cotton candy on the tongue. — Jean Hanff Korelitz