Scholea Quotes & Sayings

Dr. Sacks treats each of his subjects - the amnesic fifty-year-old man who believes himself to be a young sailor in the Navy, the "disembodied" woman whose limbs have become alien to her, and of course the famous man who mistook his wife for a hat - with a deep respect for the unique individual living beneath the disorder. These tales inspire awe and empathy, allowing the reader to enter the uncanny worlds of those with autism, Alzheimer's, Tourette's syndrome, and other unfathomable neurological conditions. "One of the great clinical writers of the 20th century" (The New York Times), Dr. Sacks brings to vivid life some of the most fundamental questions about identity and the human mind. — Oliver Sacks

Leaders don't do what they WANT to do;they do whatever is necessary. — Rick Warren

Life is full of challenges large and small - each an invitation to retire old ways of thinking and to stretch toward new and better solutions. — Keith McFarland

According to the Greek philosophers, that we become truly human by devoting time to self-development-to learning, to the arts, to political activity. In fact the Greek term for leisure, scholea, is the root from which our word "school" comes from, since the idea was that the best use for leisure was to study. — Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi

I've found I sometimes have the best success working on characters I didn't really connect to right away. — Jeff Lemire

Keep in mind that I have seen the answer key.I know what I'm supposed to say to stop you from hitting me. — Jennifer Echols

Simplicity means to feel such a sense of kinship with others that we choose to live simply so that others may simply live. — Duane Elgin

The entire room was so yellow that it looked like the sun had thrown up on the walls and wiped its mouth afterward on the dresser and curtains.
Cole — Maggie Stiefvater

If you know how rich you are, you are not rich. But me, I am not aware of the extent of my wealth. That's how rich we are. — Imelda Marcos

When weary day does shed its light, I rest my head and dream, I ride the great dark bird of night, so tranquil and serene. Then I can touch the moon afar, which smiles up in the sky, and steal a twinkle from each star, as we go winging by. We'll fly the night to dawning light, and wait 'til dark has ceased, to marvel at the wondrous sight, of sunrise in the east. So slumber on, my little one, float soft as thistledown, and wake to see when night is done, fair morning's golden gown. — Brian Jacques