Rustic Wall Art Quotes & Sayings

I remember mistaking an old woman for a trout stream in Vermont, and I had to beg her pardon. — Richard Brautigan

When my face was slashed, my dad held me on his lap in the car to the hospital, applying direct pressure with the swift calm of a veteran and an ex-fireman. I looked up and asked him, "Am I going to die?" "Don't speak," he said. So, yeah, he's not the kind of guy who wants to watch people eat bugs on Survivor. It's so clear to me how those two things are related. — Tina Fey

This sense of the brain's remarkable plasticity, its capacity for the most striking adaptations, not least in the special (and often desperate) circumstances of neural or sensory mishap, has come to dominate my own perception of my patients and their lives. So much so, indeed, that I am sometimes moved to wonder whether it may not be necessary to redefine the very concepts of "health" and "disease," to see these in terms of the ability of the organism to create a new organization and order, one that fits its special, altered disposition and needs, rather than in the terms of a rigidly defined "norm. — Oliver Sacks

The thermometer of a church is its prayer meeting. — Vance Havner

Even a kick in the ass is good when you're facing the right direction. — Elie Tahari

I took a breath. "Your highness - "
"Nikolai," he corrected. "But I've also been known to answer to 'sweetheart' or 'handsome. — Leigh Bardugo

We try to teach our students how to think ... how to use their brains and imagination. Individual subjects can always be learned by a man who knows how to learn. We teach them to think, and the other subjects arise by themselves ... — Ben Bova

Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys. It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life. — Adelaide Anne Procter

And what is life without the company of wine, women and good weather. — Avijeet Das

Sorry," she said. "I have a psychological disorder that prevents me from keeping thoughts inside my head where they belong. — Jeri Smith-Ready