Soars Training Quotes & Sayings

By community I mean that community you have a special vision for, that only you see, that no one else in a room sees. That special community in pain, that through a pain you've suffered, you're able to have that vision, that super-ray vision. — Sandra Cisneros

What freedom means, is being allowed to sing in my bath as loudly as will not interfere with my neighbour's freedom to sing a different tune in his. — Tom Stoppard

Achieving a goal requires endurance and sacrifices beyond limitations. — T.F. Hodge

On the face of it," Vehi Fairfield said finally, "two separate worlds, each unaware of the other. But they always connect someplace. — Thomas Pynchon

Waking a person unnecessarily should not be considered a capital crime. For a first offense, that is. — Robert A. Heinlein

Too much of the world was inhospitable, intractable ... Why prove that it had ever once been green? — Margaret Drabble

We see much more of this loneliness now. It's paradoxical that that where people are the most closely crowded in the big coastal cities in the East and West, the loneliness is greatest. Back where people are so spread out in Western Oregon and Idaho and Montana and the Dakotas you'd think the loneliness would have been greater, but we didn't see it so much. The explanation, I suppose, is that the physical distance between people has nothing to do with loneliness. It's the psychic distance, and in Montana and Idaho the physical distances are long but the psychic distances between people are small, and here, in primary America, it's reversed. — Robert M. Pirsig

As for knowing your own mind, this seemed a bewildering process. How could you know your own mind without using your mind to discover your mind in the first place? — Julian Barnes

Maybe we should spend less time teaching kids to believe in Santa and more time teaching them to believe in themselves. — Brooke Hampton

I do believe in ghosts. Freaky things will happen, and I'm like, 'The wind didn't do that! Some spirit did'. — Devon Werkheiser

Mind over body over bodies on the floor over tallies seared day by day by day into skin until it cracked and broke and bled into the beat of gunfire and the melody of pain and the world was made of savage music, made and was made of, and that was the cycle, the big bang into the whimper and on and on and none of it was real except for August or all of it was real except for him. . . . He — Victoria Schwab