Rainfield Court Quotes & Sayings

Fashion is a capricious deity ... — Mary Russell Mitford

The egotist is next door to a fanatic. — Samuel Smiles

Despair is part of love. — Andrew Solomon

The important thing is to be honest with yourself. And to have the will and determination. My emotions are not me, but mine. My memories are not me, they're mine. I am the master of my emotions and my memories. So now, all you have to do is make up your mind firmly to leave those things behind without attachment or regret, and go through with it. — Ilchi Lee

You want to be a poet and not die. — Erica Jong

Senator Joe Biden is pretty clean and articulate for a white guy. — Barack Obama

I'm just wondering why people stay together," I say. "Why they connect in the first place, and what keeps that connection is strong. I want it to be all things inside
who you are,
what you believe. But what if the things on the outside are just as important? When I was little, I was always worried I'd fall in love with someone ugly. Like Shrek. Then I figured that love would make anyone beautiful to me, if I love them enough. I want to believe that. I want to believe that you can love someone so strongly that none of it will matter. But what if it does? — David Levithan

Many a man looking death, or simply compromise, in the face has been spared the label coward because his faith was bolstered by the memory of heroes who walked before him. — Doug Phillips

You can't expect a relationship to succeed based on the love you felt at the beginning. It succeeds because you continue to build on it until the end. — Adriana Locke

We get one shot at this thing called life.

Let's make it matter. — Chris Hill

May you never lay your head down, without a hand to hold. May you never make your bed out in the cold. — John Martyn

Tonight in your dreams you must look at your hands. — Carlos Castaneda

The inescapable price of liberty is an ability to preserve it from destruction. — Douglas MacArthur

In a universe whose size is beyond human imagining, where our world floats like a dust mote in the void of night, men have grown inconceivably lonely. We scan the time scale and the mechanisms of life itself for portents and signs of the invisible. As the only thinking mammals on the planet - perhaps the only thinking animals in the entire sidereal universe - the burden of consciousness has grown heavy upon us. We watch the stars, but the signs are uncertain. We uncover the bones of the past and seek for our origins. There is a path there, but it appears to wander. The vagaries of the road may have a meaning, however; it is thus we torture ourselves.... Loren Eiseley, 1946... — James Edwin Gunn