Untreatening Quotes & Sayings

So much of "normal, civilized" life is bull that you can't imagine ... What frightens you, doesn't frighten me, what frightens me, you'd laugh at. — James Clavell

There is no sociology worthy of the name which does not possess a historical character. — Emile Durkheim

The man who walks with Henslow. — Charles Darwin

The winter was not really winter at all, and therein may lie Key West's greatest charm. If one does not have to brood upon the coming of winter and the shortening of the days and the fading of the light, then perhaps one does not have to brood upon the coming of death. When the season is gentle and untreatening and seems to renew itself daily, we come to believe that spring and the long days of summer may be eternal after all. When we see the light trapped high in the sky on a summer evening, is it possible we are looking through an aperture at our future rather than at a seasonal phenomenon? Is it possible that the big party is just beginning? — James Lee Burke

Indeed, what more could you want? A little garden to amble about in, and infinite space to dream in. At his feet, whatever could be grown and gathered; over his head, whatever could be studied and meditated upon; a few flowers on the ground and all the stars in the sky. — Victor Hugo

All the hungers will kill, but hunger of loneliness turns you into a philosopher. — M.F. Moonzajer

Because everything is different. — Stylo Fantome

There were so many occasions when I wasn't around for my kids or my husband. But we learnt to work around it. — Chanda Kochhar

Losing beauty was easy.
Overlooking it, forgetting it, hardening yourself so much you could no longer be surprised or overwhelmed by it.
I pulled back, taking in the strong line of his jaw, the sharp edge of cheekbone and the skin now warm from the rising sun.
The trick was in holding on to it. Protecting it. — Emma Raveling

The architecture of the song, if it's built properly, can withstand all kinds of things. — Emily Haines

If you go back in American history, oysters were the food of poor people. New York was filled with oyster saloons in the 1800s. — Ruth Reichl

The young might have been restless around any primal fire where an elder was saying, Know this. Certainly they would have been restless. Their bodies were consumed with the business of lengthening limbs, sprouting hair, fitting themselves for procreation. — Marilynne Robinson

You were the only one who looked at me and didn't see her — Ally Carter