Mouthier En Bresse Quotes & Sayings

The work of art is the object seen sub specie aeternitatis; and the good life is the world seen sub specie aeternitatis. This is the connection between art and ethics.
The usual way of looking at things sees objects as it were from the midst of them, the view sub specie aeternitatis from outside.
In such a way that they have the whole world as background. — Ludwig Wittgenstein

If an artist knows you have respect for their talent - which I have to feel to my core, to sign them - they know that you're in their corner. That doesn't mean you have to be 'mum' on everything; it doesn't mean you can't raise your voice. — Clive Davis

I couldn't put it down. - Boots — Scarlett Avery

I wanted to show life and to see ourselves and our behaviour through an outsider's eye ... from the point of view of someone who knows nothing about being a human being ... He doesn't have the feelings that the rest of us do. — Jeff Lindsay

Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think .." (Ephesians 3:20) Our — Val Waldeck

A person's mental activities are entirely due to the behavior of nerve cells, glial cells, and the atoms, ions, and molecules that make them up and influence them. — Francis Crick

In a revealed religion, silence with God has a value in itself and for its own sake, just because God is God. Failure to recognize the value of mere being with God, as the beloved, without doing anything, is to gouge the heart out of Christianity."10 Silent solitude makes true speech possible — Brennan Manning

1978 when she decided to contact Clinton. That's when events took a turn for the worse. As Christopher Andersen writes in American Evita: Juanita checked into Little Rock's Camelot — Victor Thorn

Life is too short to waste time on people who don't lift you up, who don't inspire you-they'll eventually drain you. — Katie Kacvinsky

Suddenly, this word fills me with a sense of sadness I haven't felt since childhood. The kind of sadness you feel at the end of summer. When the fireflies are gone, the ponds are all dried up and the plants are wilted. It's no longer really summer but the air is still too warm and heavy to be fall. It's the season between seasons. It's the feeling of something dying. — Augusten Burroughs