Linnets Flowers Quotes & Sayings

Unlike most people, Peter didn't look to the future for reassurance; he understood that the only thing certain in life is the past. History repeats itself again and again, and every story has been told before. It seemed to him that life could be terribly unoriginal in that way, and the only manner of certainty
the only way to know what might be ahead
was to look back on what had already happened. — Jennifer E. Smith

Warped asphalt, marred with shallow potholes and buckled with frost heaves - the scars of harsh winters and brief sweltering summers - unfolded under a shock of headlights like a story she could recite. — Mira Gibson

Effective altruism is about asking "How can I make the biggest difference I can?" and using evidence and careful reasoning to try to find an answer. It takes a scientific approach to doing good. Just as science consists of the honest and impartial attempt to work out what's true, and a committment to believe the truth whatever that turns out to be. As the phrase suggests, effective altruism consists of the honest and impartial attempt to work out what's best for the world, and a commitment to do what's best, whatever that turns out to be. — William MacAskill

I do think there are deep structural things that are wrong in the world. — Robert Wyatt

It's weird, how much he's noticed me ... And apparently, I have not been as oblivious to him as I imagined, either. — Suzanne Collins

The truth changes all the time. — Henning Mankell

Grief loves the hollow; all it wants is to hear its own echo. — Hisham Matar

Hold it, Doc, a world war passed through my brain. He said, Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane. — Bob Dylan

A lot of crime fiction writing is also lazy. Personality is supposed to be shown by the protagonist's taste in music, or we're told that the hero looks like the young Cary Grant. Film is the medium these writers are looking for. — Peter Temple

Rhoda, my mother, was what the neighbors euphemistically termed "a difficult woman." Her misery was like Texas oil: You could drill anywhere and find some. — Karla Jay

When a poet mentions the spring, we know that the zephyrs are about to whisper, that the groves are to recover their verdure, the linnets to warble forth their notes of love, and the flocks and herds to frisk over vales painted with flowers: yet, who is there so insensible of the beauties of nature, so little delighted with the renovation of the world, as not to feel his heart bound at the mention of the spring? — Samuel Johnson