P51 Quotes & Sayings

My dad once told me that Winstone Churchill said that Russia was riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma. According to my dad, Churchill had been talking about my mother. This was before the divorce, and he said it half-bitterly, half-respectfully. Because even when he hated her, he admired her.
I think he would have stayed with her forever, trying to figure out the mystery. He was a puzzle solver, the kind of person who likes theorems, theories. X always had to equal something. It couldn't just be X.
To me, my mother wasn't that mysterious. She was my mother. Always reasonable, always sure of herself. To me, she was about as mysterious as a glass fo water. She knew what she wanted; she knew what she didn't want. And that was to be married to my father. I wasn't sure if it was that she fell our of love or if it was that she just never was. in love, I mean. — Jenny Han

That little punk," Zeus grumbled. "Prometheus armed the cockroaches." Next to him, the goddess Hera said, "Uh, what?" "Nothing," Zeus muttered. He yelled to his guards: "Find Prometheus and get him in here. NOW! — Rick Riordan

We had been younger. Yup, you can grow a lot in the blink of an eye. — Liz Thebart

We don't want to think about our weaknesses. We don't want to talk about them, and we certainly don't want anyone else to point them out. This is a classic sign of mediocrity, and this mediocrity has a firm grip on the Church and humanity at this moment in history. — Matthew Kelly

I don't feel one could even remotely touch the idea of intimidating others, but because I've understood the other side of the experience, I will occasionally, if I smell that could even be in the air for a few minutes, say to the director, "Please, you must tell me anything you want. Please say all the things you think might be terribly hurtful like, 'That was boring.'" — Kenneth Branagh

Photographic cropping is always experienced as a rupture in the continuous fabric of reality. — Rosalind E. Krauss

If God is not a Trinity, God is not love. For love requires three things: a lover, a beloved, and a relationship between them. — Peter Kreeft

My life is ruled by four W's: my writing, my work, my wife, and my whisky. Not necessarily in that order. — Ashwin Sanghi

Life is like a trumpet - if you don't put anything into it, you don't get anything out of it. — William Christopher Handy

Long ago, after a bad fall, her father had explained that only fools were fearless. We meet rear, he'd said. We greet the unexpected visitor and listen to what he has to tell us. When fear arrives, something is about to happen. (p51) — Leigh Bardugo

From heart to heart
a heartbeat staggers, looking for a haven.
Bereft. It is easier to enter heaven
than to pass through each others' eyes — Bill Knott

We are all Unique and can be the Awesome Person in the Mirror, live a Life to be Proud off go in the good direction. — Jan Jansen

Rather than feeling vindicated, I felt guilty. It seemed cruel, and all my fault, somehow. My relationship with my mother had always brought into question any sense I had of myself as a good and decent person. [p. 128] — Dani Shapiro

You aim for what you want and if you don't get it, you don't get it, but if you don't aim, you don't get anything. — Francine Prose

Keep your eyes and ears wide open - and your mouth closed, if you wish to acquire the habit of prompt decision. — Napoleon Hill

Out of need springs desire, and out of desire springs the energy and the will to win. — Denis Waitley

Current-borne, wave-flung, tugged hugely by the whole might of ocean, the jellyfish drifts in the tidal abyss. The light shines through it, and the dark enters it. Borne, flung, tugged from anywhere to anywhere, for in the deep sea there is no compass but nearer and farther, higher and lower, the jellyfish hangs and sways; pulses move slight and quick within it, as the vast diurnal pulses beat in the moondriven sea. Hanging, swaying, pulsing, the most vulnerable and insubstantial creature, it has for its defense the violence and power of the whole ocean, to which it has entrusted its being, its going, and its will. — Ursula K. Le Guin