Ravings Next Conference Quotes & Sayings

Comedy is a medicine - a healing process that can help people get through difficult times and understand things better — Ricky Gervais

What transforms us is not what we do but our integration with WHAT IS. — Wayne Teasdale

Behind our unremarkable front door waits the little world of our making - our home. — Gretchen Rubin

After a minute, Gat leaned back and let me go first. "Not because you're a girl but because I'm a good person," he told me. — E. Lockhart

I think racial justice - and addressing the sick and enduring legacy of structural racism - remains one of the greatest challenges of our time, and one that's particularly important for more and more white people to speak up about. — Sally Kohn

It's not about any one person. You've got to get over yourself and realize that it takes a group to get this thing done — Gregg Popovich

I've always been very aware of what I'm saying, but I'm also aware of what you're saying. I always want to make sure that my point is clear. — Derek Jeter

I think the theater is basically the boot camp for the actor. If you can survive the rigors of an eight-show-a-week schedule and be at your best all the time, you can handle virtually everything because no other craft requires you to get it right every single time. — Corey Reynolds

Up on the bridge of the Anubis, the storm paws loudly on the glass, great wet flippers falling at random in out of the night whap! the living shape visible just for the rainbow edge of the sound - it takes a certain kind of maniac, at least a Polish cavalry officer, to stand in this pose behind such brittle thin separation, and stare each blow full in its muscularity. Behind Procalowski the clinometer bob goes to and fro with his ship's rolling: a pendulum in a dream. Stormlight has turned the lines of his face black, black as his eyes, black as the watchcap cocked so tough and salty aslant the furrows of his forehead. Light clusters, clear, deep, on the face of the radio gear . . . fans up softly off the dial of the pelorus . . . spills out portholes onto the white river. — Thomas Pynchon

Love should be a tree whose roots are deep in the earth, but whose branches extend into heaven. — Bertrand Russell