Leaned Out Lyrics Quotes & Sayings

I am happiest when I am working though, when I am being creative. I realized at a very young age what I loved doing. I think it is so important for people to pursue the things that they love and not give up on their dreams. — Josh Peck

He wonders how so much water can resist the pull of so much gravity for the time it takes such pregnant clouds to form, he wonders about the moment the rain begins, the turn from forming to falling, that slight silent pause in the physics of the sky as the critical mass is reached, the hesitation before the first swollen drop hurtles fatly and effortlessly to the ground. — Jon McGregor

Compassion in evangelical churches is out of balance. When I talk about it, I get a lot of glazed expressions. — Max Lucado

Nobody more welcome than yourself, — Robert Louis Stevenson

Most of the shadows of life are caused by standing in our own sunshine. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I'd just lie around all day. It's the chemo, the poison they pump into you. Sometimes I'd be walking across the room and think, 'There it is; I got to rest.' And I had to, right then. — Daniel Woodrell

I mean, by such flightiness, something that feels unsatisfied at the center of my life - that makes me shaky, fickle, inquisitive, and hungry. I could call it a longing for home and not be far wrong. Or I could call it a longing for whatever supersedes, if it cannot pass through, understanding. Other words that come to mind: faith, grace, rest. In my outward appearance and life habits I hardly change - there's never been a day that my friends haven't been able to say, and at a distance, "There's Oliver, still standing around in the weeds. There she is, still scribbling in her notebook." But, at the center: I am shaking; I am flashing like tinsel. Restless. I read about ideas. Yet I let them remain ideas. I read about the poet who threw his books away, the better to come to a spiritual completion. Yet I keep my books. I flutter; I am attentive, maybe I even rise a little, balancing; then I fall back. — Mary Oliver

There is hardly any personal defect which an agreeable manner might not gradually reconcile one to. — Jane Austen

But I have to be careful not to let the world dazzle me so much that I forget that I'm a husband and a father. — Herbie Hancock

He wipes tears off my face and then snot. He uses his hands. He loves me that much. — Nina LaCour