Paheens Quotes & Sayings

To be exotic, on the other hand, one had to think not just outside the box but outside the world of boxes. — David Sedaris

Such contentedness and change of view in regard to every kind of life does the infusion of reason bring about. When Alexander heard from Anaxarchus of the infinite number of worlds, he wept, and when his friends asked him what was the matter, he replied, Is it not a matter for tears that, when the number of worlds is infinite, I have not conquered one? — Plutarch

Love, while always forgiving of imperfections and mistakes, can never cease to will their removal. — C.S. Lewis

It was a bad one, the Winter of 1933. Wading home that night through flames of snow, my toes burning, my ears on fire, the snow swirling around me like a flock of angry nuns, I stopped dead in my tracks. The time had come to take stock. Fair weather or foul, certain forces in the world were at work trying to destroy me. — John Fante

He could stand pain, himself. He just couldn't stand hers. — Jodi Picoult

I believe that God breathed life into every person and that every person is made in the image of God and you have accept them as they are, on their journey. I'm not here to preach hate or push people down. — Joel Osteen

All fame ever does for you is get attention for the work you really want to do. — Jonathan Frid

For awhile, staring at my paper bag of clothes, my freaked-out eyes in the mirror behind the bar, I convinced myself I would go back to Bell. He was the only man that ever made me feel in life instead of just a spectator, and if he did that by fear and pain, it was still better then when I looked numbly at some man on the couch thinking, I will leave you soon. — Darcey Steinke

Progress is a continuing effort to make the things we eat, drink, and wear as good as they used to be. — Bill Vaughan

For them it's not about immediate perfection. It's about learning something over time: confronting a challenge and making progress. — Carol S. Dweck

I have written this book quicker than any other," she notes in her diary, "[and] it is all a joke; & yet gay & quick reading I think; a writers holiday. I feel more and more sure that I will never write a novel again — Virginia Woolf