Lauwers Staden Quotes & Sayings

Her punishment was to be made to feel like a fool. She had been given her opportunity to participate in civilization, and she had muffled it. — Kurt Vonnegut

I caught myself thinking about falling in love with someone who I hoped was out there right now thinking about the possibility of me, but I quickly banished the notion. It was that kind of thinking that landed me in this situation to begin with. Hope can ruin you. — Perry Moore

I never enter a new company without the hope that I may discover a friend, perhaps the friend, sitting there with an expectant smile. That hope survives a thousand disappointments. — A. C. Benson

I don't like the expression "writer's block" because I think it presupposes that you have a problem with your plumbing. I really think it's the other way around. — Etgar Keret

You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground. — Aimee Bender

This book is a memoir - not of specific life events, but of the processes of dissociation, and of re-enlivening emotions that are shameful to admit or even to feel. It is an account of the altered states that trauma induces, which make it possible to survive a life-threatening event but impair the capacity to feel fear, and worse still, impair the ability to love. (292) — Jessica Stern

Even a smile can be charity. — Muhammad

I think Whitman more than any other poet possessed the gift of revealing to others the beauty of everything around us, the beauty of nature, the beauty of human beings. — Ella R. Bloor

Sometimes you have to look reality in the eye, and deny it. — Garrison Keillor

We have to make up our minds to face everything with a positive attitude. When we don't, we lose moments of joy. — Staci Luker

We are difficult. Human beings are difficult. We're difficult to ourselves, we're difficult to each other. And we are mysteries to ourselves, we are mysteries to each other. One encounters in any ordinary day far more real difficulty than one confronts in the most "intellectual" piece of work. Why is it believed that poetry, prose, painting, music should be less than we are? Why does music, why does poetry have to address us in simplified terms, when if such simplification were applied to a description of our own inner selves we would find it demeaning? — Geoffrey Hill