Rackers Center Quotes & Sayings

Anxiety, heartbreak, and tenderness mark the in-between state. It's the kind of place we usually want to avoid. The challenge is to stay in the middle rather than buy into struggle and complaint. The challenge is to let it soften us rather than make us more rigid and afraid. — Pema Chodron

It is always the psychic and social grounds, brought into play by each medium or technology, that readjust the balance of the hemispheres and of human sensibilities into equilibrium with those grounds. — Marshall McLuhan

In the old times, women did not get their lives written, though I don't doubt many of them were much better worth writing than the men's. — Harriet Beecher Stowe

We are Muslims. My father would pawn off his Muslim in-laws as Hindus just so that he could get free pancakes. — Aasif Mandvi

Today, because photography exercises such a profound influence upon the study of art, we tend to disregard the way in which prints continue to function as information. — Edward Lucie-Smith

Three's all you need to change the world. Look at the Bolsheviks, or the Jimi Hendrix Experience. — Garth Risk Hallberg

I think art is a very important weapon to achieve human freedom — Ai Weiwei

I never thought I would hear you expound the virtues of caring about people."
I frowned. "I care about people. I just don't like them. — Daniel Friedman

The Observer is the Observed — Jiddu Krishnamurti

I don't know of anybody's political bias at CBS News. We try very hard to get any opinion that we have out of our stories, and most of our stories are balanced. — Lesley Stahl

something got dug up, and whoever's responsible put the shovel in our hands and walked away laughing. — Samuel Sattin

If we are to put an end to division, people from all political persuasions will have to stop fighting one another and seek true unity, not just a consensus that benefits one party. — Ben Carson

Live your life to fullness of your sacred existence. — Lailah Gifty Akita

The car rolled slowly along the deserted corniche, headlights cleaving its way through Beirut by night. In gentle swerves to avoid potholes, the Mercedes waltzed along a straight road in a dance of death. Sick palm trees and parched grass divided the tarred road of civilization. The sea alone was testimony to God's beautiful creation. But in its belly, corpses, limbs, garbage, and ordnance mingled with a sea life on the verge of extinction. — Dana K. Haffar