Piombaia Quotes & Sayings

Mankind had always been surrounded by the miraculous. Nothing much had ever come of it. — Bruce Sterling

A growing community must integrate three elements: a life of silent prayer, a life of service and above all of listening to the poor, and a community life through which all its members can grow in their own gift. — Jean Vanier

Rilla meant to keep Walter's letter as a a sacred treasure. — L.M. Montgomery

For a long time, society put obstacles in the way of women who wanted to enter the sciences. — Sally Ride

The mind has been likened to a piece of paper that has been folded. Ever afterwards it has a tendency to fold in the same crease-unless we make a new crease or fold, when it will follow the last lines. — William Walker Atkinson

Truth is found neither in Marxism nor in traditional capitalism. Each represents a partial truth. Historically capitalism failed to see the truth in collective enterprise, and Marxism failed to see the truth in individual enterprise. Nineteenth century capitalism failed to see that life is social and Marxism failed and still fails to see that life is individual and personal. The Kingdom of God is neither the thesis of individual enterprise nor the antithesis of collective enterprise, but a synthesis which reconciles the truths of both. — Martin Luther King Jr.

I minded my own business, and, unfortunately, so did everyone else. — Frances Farmer

Running with others can help get you out when you might otherwise blow it off. — Frank Shorter

And God, the herdsman, goads them on behind. — William Butler Yeats

Lamium

Migraine dreams, jagged seams,
A badge of love and pain.
Or dreamy eyes, sleepy eyes,
Drooping, closing, losing light.
Packages scattered under the tree,
Some torn open, some tied tight.

Is there a heartbeat in those purple veins?
Are those embryos or mouths or rosary beads?
The color of my first dress, gathered with love,
Fairy cups stirred with blades of grass,
notes clustered on a windy score,
Three blooms, three friends, alas!

Grape flowers, cloud flowers, love flowers,
Paper parasols upside down, a butterfly herd
Stopped to rest by a deep green pool.
Petals small as a child's tears good-bye,
Dropped stitches everywhere
From a blanket the color of sky. — Louise Hawes

Suddenly, Kaiser Corbane came outta nowhere! They thought they were safe! THEY WERE WRONG! — Alexander Engel-Hodgkinson