Logotherapist New York Quotes & Sayings

Happiness is always subject to slander. — Francoise Sagan

Those who think profit is a dirty word should try to make one. — James Cook

I was just a mere mortal and he was a god. I never stood a chance. — Robin Burks

You don't bless what you love ... It's when you want to love and you can't manage it. You stretch out your hands and you say God forgive me that I can't love but bless this thing anyway ... We have to bless what we hate ... It would be better to love, but that's not always possible. — Graham Greene

So that's how we go on acting dramas in our theater of the mind even when we don't believe anymore in the audience or the director or the play. — Anne Rice

I love sushi. Once on Valentine's Day, someone I was dating rocked up at the airport to pick me up with a bag of salmon because I love it so much. — Ella Eyre

No emperor has the power to dictate to the heart. — Friedrich Schiller

His subtle obsession with uniqueness troubled all his dreams. — Cormac McCarthy

This is a private home."
"And?"
"And I can't enter without an invitation."
She jerked her head up. "You're kidding me?"
"No."
"You don't live in a crypt and you can't turn into a bat, but you have to have an invitation to enter a house?" Abby hissed.
A reluctant amusement softened the flat eyes. "You wanted me to be vampirish."
"Not when it's inconvenient. — Alexandra Ivy

Creating a happy marriage begins with choosing the right spouse. — Fawn Weaver

Smuggled away in whispers, by black familiars, unresisting, the beloved one leaves home, without a farewell, to darken those doors no more; henceforward to lie outside, far away, and forsaken, through the drowsy heats of summer, through days of snow and nights of tempest, without light or warmth, without a voice near. Oh, Death, king of terrors! The body quakes and the spirit faints before thee. It is vain, with hands clasped over our eyes, to scream our reclamation; the horrible image will not be excluded. We have just the word spoken eighteen hundred years ago, and our trembling faith. And through the broken vault the gleam of the Star of Bethlehem. — J. Sheridan Le Fanu

You will understand why when you look back, the answers are rarely given in the middle of the lesson. — Leon Brown