Spiers Landing Quotes & Sayings

My life of sin among people I'm sure he thinks are deviants is happier and more honest that his oppressive, sexist cesspool. — Thomm Quackenbush

Apart from anything else, I got to work with Jennifer Lawrence. She's a lovely girl. I know people often say things like that in interviews, but she really is. While she may be young, she doesn't feel at all precocious. Instead, she's smart and funny and terrific at connecting with people. She just blew me away. — Julianne Moore

The prevailing note in the Amazon is one of monotony," thought Kenneth Grubb, "the same green lines the river-bank, the same gloom fills the forest. . . . Each successive bend in the river is rounded in expectancy, only to reveal another identical stretch ahead. — Greg Grandin

Accept these grateful tears ... For thee they flow, for thee ...
That ever felt another's woe. — Homer

Just wonderin', waitin', worryin' about some silly little things, that just don't add up to nothin'. — Tom Petty

I'm focusing on healing lives and teaching people that they can heal - giving them tools to heal. — Iyanla Vanzant

If women could go into your Congress, I think justice would soon be done to the Indians. — Sarah Winnemucca

But since anxiety attacks the foundation (core, essence) of the personality, the individual cannot 'stand outside' the threat, cannot objectify it. Thereby, one is powerless to take steps to confront it. One cannot fight what one does not know. In common parlance, one feels caught, or if the anxiety is severe, overwhelmed; one is afraid but uncertain of what one is afraid. The fact that anxiety is a threat to the essential, rather than to the peripheral, security of the person has led some authors like Freud and Sullivan to describe it as a 'cosmic' experience. It is 'cosmic' in that it invades us totally, penetrating our whole subjective universe. We cannot stand outside it to objectify it. We cannot see it separately from ourselves, for the very perception with which we look will also be invaded by anxiety. — Rollo May