Schlepped Define Quotes & Sayings

Why should literature be easy? Sometimes you can do what you want to do in a simple, direct way that is absolutely right. Sometimes you can't. Reading is not a passive act. Books are not TV. Art of all kinds is an interactive challenge. The person who makes the work and the person who comes to the work both have a job to do. I am never wilfully obscure, but I do ask for some effort. — Jeanette Winterson

Man is a marvelous curiosity. When he is at his very very best he is a sort of low grade nickel-plated angel; at is worst he is unspeakable, unimaginable; and first and last and all the time he is a sarcasm. Yet he blandly and in all sincerity calls himself the noblest work of God. — Mark Twain

I have watched lives change. I have seen women gain confidence. — Amanda Lindhout

And feelings were always smarter things than thoughts — Andrea Gibson

He who does not really feel himself lost, is lost without remission; that is to say, he never finds himself, never comes up against his own reality. — Jose Ortega Y Gasset

Existence in itself, taken at its least miraculous, is a miracle. — Rebecca West

Learning is not a race, All wisdom comes at its own pace, Not through practice or praise, But like a blessing, with the guru's grace. The — Chandrika

An English gentleman is someone who knows exactly when to stop being one. — Maya Rodale

As he looked round, she too turned her head .Her shining gray eyes, that looked dark from the thick lashes, rested with friendly attention on his face, as though she were recognizing him, and then promptly turned away to the passing crowd, as though seeking someone. In that brief look Vronsky had time to notice the suppressed eagerness which played over her face, and flitted between the brilliant eyes and faint smile that curved her red lips. It was as though her nature were so brimming with something that against her will it showed itself now in the flash of her eyes, and now in her smile. Deliberately she shrouded the light in her eyes, but it shone against her will in that faintly perceptible smile. — Leo Tolstoy