Omsk Bird Quotes & Sayings

In any given moment we have two options: to step forward into growth or to step back into safety. — Abraham H. Maslow

Remember everything and anything. Don't you go through a day without remembering something of it, and tucking that memory away like a treasure. Because it is. and memories are sweet doors, Cory. They're teachers and friends and disciplinarians. When you look at something don't just look. See it. Really, really see it. See it so when you write it down, somebody else can see it too. — Robert McCammon

He had liked her enormously, and he loved Krug with the same passion that a big sleek long-flewed hound feels for the high-booted hunter who reeks of the marsh as he leans towards the red fire. Krug could take aim at a flock of the most popular and sublime human thoughts and bring down a wild goose any time. But he could not kill death. — Vladimir Nabokov

we see that the enlightened monopolist can occasionally prove a delusional paranoid. — Tim Wu

And perhaps most important, he gave the nation the idea of American progress - the animating spirit that the future could be better than the present or the past. The greatest American politicians since have prospered by projecting a Jeffersonian vision that the country's finest hours lay ahead. — Jon Meacham

The two offices of memory are collection and distribution. — Samuel Johnson

Sometimes people deserve a high five, in the face, with a chair. — Will Rogers

Anubis frowned. He locked his very nice eyes with mine.
"You're not dead."
"No," I said. "Though we're trying awfully hard. — Rick Riordan

The truest vision of life I know is that bird in the Venerable Bede that flutters from the dark into a lighted hall, and after a while flutters out again into the dark. But Ruth is right. It is something
it can be everything
to have found a fellow bird with whom you can sit among the rafters while the drinking and boasting and reciting and fighting go on below; a fellow bird whom you can look after and find bugs and seeds for; one who will patch your bruises and straighten your ruffled feathers and mourn over your hurts when you accidentally fly into something you can't handle. (
from The Spectator Bird) — Wallace Stegner