Ueshiba Books Quotes & Sayings

Sometimes it could be the smallest thing that could topple over a whole life, and, in the end, destroy it. — Nova Ren Suma

Sometimes I decide I don't want to write because it isn't the thing for me to be doing right then, and I go do something else. — Mary Gaitskill

I want in all cases to do right. — Abraham Lincoln

It made him feel like a mom, ineffectual and sexless. — Christopher Bram

But as Acheron so often says, just because you can do something, it doesn't mean you should. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

I've never been a method actress; I've never been that person that wants to imagine horrible things happening in your own life in order to exploit them for your emotional being in the movie. I'm just not good at doing that. — Isla Fisher

For many people, managing pain involves using prescription medicine in combination with complementary techniques like physical therapy, acupuncture, yoga and massage. I appreciate this because I truly believe medical care should address the person as a whole - their mind, body, and spirit. — Naomi Judd

To be apathetic is literally to be without passion. — Erwin Raphael McManus

Study how water flows in a valley stream, smoothly and freely between the rocks. Also learn from holy books and wise people. Everything - even mountains, rivers, plants and trees - should be your teacher. — Morihei Ueshiba

Time is my greatest enemy. — Evita Peron

He came forward, holding his belt by one hand. The holes in it marked the progress of his emaciation and the leather at one side had a lacquered look to it where he was used to stropping the blade of his knife. He stepped down into the roadcut and he looked at the gun and he looked at the boy. Eyes collared in cups of grime and deeply sunk. Like an animal inside a skull looking out the eyeholes. He wore a beard that had been cut square across the bottom with shears and he had a tattoo of a bird on his neck done by someone with an illformed notion of their appearance. He was lean, wiry, rachitic. Dressed in a pair of filthy blue coveralls and a black billcap with the logo of some vanished enterprise embroidered across the front of it. — Cormac McCarthy