Poling Quotes & Sayings

God listens to our weeping when the occasion itself is beyond our knowledge, but still within His love and power. — Daniel A. Poling

Maybe this is who I really am.
Not a loner, exactly.
But someone who can be alone. — Gary Shteyngart

God never promises exemption. He does promise companionship, which is better. He does not promise do deliver you or me or any other individual from pain, sorrow, or economic disaster, but He does give assurance the He will help us through and that there will be compensations. "I will not leave you comfortless, I will come to you." These are the words of Jesus. — Daniel A. Poling

Each outing in a canoe is a journey of self-discovery. What person paddling across reflections in morning waters does not see the inner self? The serenity of canoeing strips us of all but the essentials and encourages us to consider our place in the universe. Mind clutter drains away, like water dripping from a paddle blade, and makes space for clarity of thought. — Jim Poling Sr.

If I'm walking into heartbreak, that's my own choice, Eden. — Jasinda Wilder

Now be a gentleman and open the door for me. My hands are full. — Michelle Hodkin

I don't feel strong anymore
I feel like falling to my knees.
Things aren't the way they were before,
They're not the way they're supposed to be. — Atarah L. Poling

Everyone is the keeper of a dream — Oprah Winfrey

This is where I belong, burning in these flames. For everything I have done wrong, I know I am to blame. — Atarah L. Poling

Where are we going, Walt Whitman? The doors close in an hour. Which way does your beard point tonight?
(I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the supermarket and feel absurd.)
Will we walk all night through solitary streets? The trees add shade to shade, lights out in the houses, we'll both be lonely.
Will we stroll dreaming of the lost America of love past blue automobiles in driveways, home to our silent cottage?
Ah, dear father, graybeard, lonely old courage-teacher, what America did you have when Charon quit poling his ferry and you got out on a smoking bank and stood watching the boat disappear on the black waters of Lethe? — Allen Ginsberg

What am I to do?
What is my destiny?
I have no idea, not a clue
Feeling lost and empty.
What is my dream?
What is my future?
I beg thee to listen to me,
I beg thee to answer. — Atarah L. Poling

But mostly I wondered why the head could move so swiftly while the heart dragged its feet. I still loved him. It felt like anything else permanent that has gone missing; a lost tooth, a severed leg. You might know better, but that doesn't keep your tongue from poling at the hole in your gum, or your phantom limb from aching. — Jodi Picoult

His feet went banging down some stairs. He closed his eyes. They went through cinders and dirt, his heels gathering small windrows of trash. A dim world receded above his upturned toes, shapes of skewed shacks erupted bluely in the niggard lamplight. The rusting carcass of an automobile passed slowly on his right. Dim scenes pooling in the summer night, wan ink wash of junks tilting against a paper sky, rorschach boatmen poling mutely over a mooncobbled sea. He lay with his head on the moldy upholstery of an old car seat among packingcrates and broken shoes and suncrazed rubber toys in the dark. Something warm was running on his chest. He put up a hand. I am bleeding. Unto my death. — Cormac McCarthy

Hate cannot destroy hate, but love can and does. Not the soft and negative thing that has carried the name and misrepresented the emotion, but love that suffers all things and is kind, love that accepts responsibility, love that marches, love that suffers, love that bleeds and dies for a great cause - but to rise again — Daniel A. Poling

It feels like I'm stuck in one spot. It's been this way for a long time. I know you understand, but now you're moving on without me. And I - I'm not ready to be alone. — Brent Jones

Making money is art. And working is art. And good business is the best art. — Andy Warhol

I think when a reader reads a whole book - which takes six to ten hours - that's kind of a gift to the author. The gift of close, undivided attention. To who else do we listen so closely for eight straight hours? And when readers give that gift to me, I'm grateful for it. — Po Bronson

In faith, unity, in doubtful matters, liberty, in all things charity. — Augustine Of Hippo

I will not hang back here in Alicante while Magnus is in danger. Go without me, and you disrespect our parabatai oaths, you disrespect me as a shadowhunter, and you disrespect the fact that this is my battle too. — Cassandra Clare

If poles were so important we'd call it Poling instead of Skiing — Phil Mahre

Fiona?"
I closed my eyes, imagining his face. My heart gave another painful tug. "Yes, Greg?"
"Tell me you feel it, too. — Penny Reid

Life is the childhood of immortality. — Daniel A. Poling

I yearn to make these scars disappear
And to forget about the past.
To throw away all of my fears
And to be happy at last. — Atarah L. Poling

Haven't you ever harbored the secret thought that somewhere Huck and Jim are - at this instant - poling their raft down some river just beyond our reach, so much more real are they than the shoe clerk who fitted us just a forgotten day ago? — Dan Simmons

Because I love you. Don't you get it? Not because Cassandra is a part of you and Coroebus is a part of me. I love you because you are Nadira. The strange beautiful Nadira. The Nadira that has such hatred for me it kills to see the anger in your eyes whenever you even glance at me. I love Nadira. Not Cassandra. I love you. — Atarah L. Poling

No person who can read is ever successful at cleaning out an attic. — Ann Landers

He hated computers having names like ZX75 and numbers of megabytes. He hated technology as it was in the 1990s. — Leander Kahney

Death, everyone fears it in one way or another but when I stood in front of it myself, face to face, I felt no fear. — Atarah L. Poling

Within my reflection I see tears, for what I see is the truth, are my greatest fears. — Atarah L. Poling