Mulchy Grass Quotes & Sayings

Orderliness by itself is not sufficient to account for the nature of organized systems in general or for those created by man in particular. Mere orderliness leads to increasing impoverishment and finally to the lowest possible level of structure, no longer clearly distinguishable from chaos, which is the absence of order. A counterprinciple is needed, to which orderliness is secondary. It must supply what is to be ordered. — Rudolf Arnheim

Honestly, since the Diane Sawyer piece, every day it's like, it's exciting to go to the mailbox ... Because I get letters every day from all of these people from all over the world. — Caitlyn Jenner

The seen is the changing, the unseen is the unchanging. — Plato

All the kids from daycare are in dreamland.
The froggie has made his last leap.
Hell no you can't go to the bathroom.
You know where you can go?
The f**k to sleep. — Adam Mansbach

I believe, completely, that life is about connection; that nothing else truly matters. — Sally Brampton

We don't believe other people's experiences can tell us all that much about our own. I think this is an illusion of uniqueness. — Daniel Gilbert

To be modern is not a fashion, it is a state. It is necessary to understand history, and he who understands history knows how to find continuity between that which was, that which is, and that which will be. — Le Corbusier

Your children can be around you all day, but if you don't spend quality time with them and you don't pay attention to them and talk to them and listen to them, it doesn't matter that they're just around you. — Brandy Norwood

Anna's eyes soften, and the stubborn tears begin to recede. The way she stands, the way she breathes, I know she wants to come closer. New knowledge fills up the air between us and neither of us wants to breathe it in. — Kendare Blake

The telephone to Shadow's apartment was silent and dead. He thought about getting it connected, but could think of no one he wanted to call. Late one night he picked it up and listened, and was convinced he could hear a wind blowing and a distant conversation between a group of people talking in voiced too low to properly make out. He said, "hello?" and "who's there?" but there was no reply, only a sudden silence and then the faraway sound of laughter, so faint he was not certain he was not imagining it. — Neil Gaiman