Paudy Buckley Quotes & Sayings

He could not comprehend what was happening to him, but it had to do with the casual cruelty of people who'd never missed a meal or had a gun stuck to their heads. — Ben Fountain

Magic happens when you head out into the unknown with wonder in your right hand and terror in your left. — Clara Bensen

I've had the blues for twenty-four years. — Gillian Flynn

Many girls have not the advantage I have and I [am] very very glad that satan has not geven me boils and many other Misfortunes. — Marjorie Fleming

The transformation toward eternal life is gradual. The heavy gross energy of body, mind, and spirit must first be purified and uplifted. When the energy ascends ... then self mastery can be sought. — Laozi

Fears about yourself prevent you from doing your best work, while fears about your reception by others prevent you from doing your own work. — David Bayles

Knowledge curses us, if we find it hard to imagine what it was like not to know it. And it becomes difficult to share our knowledge with others because we can't readily re-create our listener's state of mind. — Chip Heath

I didn't want to hurt for him anymore, to wonder whether in leaving him I'd made a mistake, to torment myself with all the ways I'd wronged him. — Cheryl Strayed

Turkey wants to see Bashar al-Assad go and wants to kind of expand its sphere of influence into Turkey so its Ottoman glory or Ottoman past are once again project into the Syrian provinces. That's kind of what Turkey's vision is. — Richard Engel

He was trying to gather up the scarlet threads of life and weave them into a pattern; to find his way through the sanguine labyrinth of passion through which he was wandering. — Oscar Wilde

Remember daydreams? No, of course you don't. How could you? Three new text messages have just arrived, and another three, in a moment, will go out. — Walter Kirn

He had seen inferno and tempest, and had not only looked into the abyss but the abyss had looked into him, and then made disparaging comments. — Jonathan L. Howard

There was a closet somewhere inside me. Every day I went near that just to open the door and see all the masks of my face that I hid there.
To select one which isn't me but still would look like me, which would hide me from the world in a better way. Day after day I stored so many masks in that closet that one day I searched for my real face in it and it wasn't there. I never understood whether I lost it or I forgot how it looked like, the more I searched the most lost I felt. — Akshay Vasu