Trapist Quotes & Sayings

Sometimes, unexpected things can happen. — Alex Flinn

Hate to disappoint, but no feathers. I came to Earth stripped naked. — Becca Fitzpatrick

Men grow old, the end draws near, each moment becomes more and more valuable, and there is no time to waste over recollections. — Milan Kundera

No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned — Pete Townshend

the Egyptians learned very early that the bitter glucides unique to this fruit, now known as oleuropeina, could be removed from the fruit by soaking in water, and the fruit could be softened in brine. The salt would render it not only edible but enjoyable. — Mark Kurlansky

Laughter is the best medicine — Chase Soundly

I usually avoided any form of getting ready on Saturdays-the process just took away from the magic of being lazy. — Shannen Crane Camp

Things which matter most must never be at the mercy of things which matter least. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

And so I rehabilitate myself - staying up late this Friday night in spite of vowing to go to bed early, because it is more important to capture moments like this, keen shifts in mood, sudden veering of direction - than to lose it in slumber. — Sylvia Plath

He was not going to move on until she let go of him, of her guilt. And that was one thing she could not do. If she lost that, she would lose the thread that had sewn her new life together. She would become that careless, cruel person she had been before. — Sarah Addison Allen

Any divinity that can't see me as a good witch in street clothes has no business hanging up a shingle as a god. — Thomm Quackenbush

He is the greatest,' " he finally continued, " 'whose strength carries up the most hearts by the attraction of his own.' Without further ado, this year I am very proud to award the Henry Ward Beecher medal to the student whose quiet strength has carried up the most hearts. "So will August Pullman please come up here to receive this award? — R.J. Palacio

Hi, I'm Bill. I'm a birth survivor. — Bill Maher

From time to time, too, and for the space of two or three paces, an image or an echo would rise up from the recesses of time: in the little streets of the beaters of silver and gold, for instance, there was a clear, unhurried tinkling, as if a djinn with a thousand arms was absent-mindedly practising on a xylophone. — Claude Levi-Strauss