Wasis Wsp Quotes & Sayings

Each thing you add to your story is a drop of paint falling into clear water; it spreads through and colors everything. — Lisa Cron

Drop by drop rain slaps the banana leaves,

Praise whoever sketched this desolate scene:

the lush, dark canopies of the gnarled trees,

the long river, sliding smooth and white.

I lift my wine flask, drunk with rivers and hills.

My backpack, breathing moonlight, sags with poems.

Look, and love everyone.

Whoever sees this landscape is stunned. — Ho Xuan Huong

No one leaped to his feet to rescue her. I think we all knew Grace well enough to understand that she would prefer to rescue herself from this predicament, and we were right. — Jennifer Finney Boylan

in the end we're all still searching for a Kingdom that is not of this world, how we are so desperate to be known, to be called. — Preston Yancey

No young doctor nowadays can hope for work as exciting and rewarding. — Alice Hamilton

History shows us a window into our past. Historical fiction can take us by the and and lead us into that world. — Judith Geary

Great men should not have great faults. — Francois De La Rochefoucauld

The world we live in is but thickened light. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

She could end up as just another girl in a forbidden room, a sleeping beauty who would never wake.

He didn't want that for her. And she didn't want that either. It was the wrong kind of forever. A soulless, frozen love. — Sarah Cross

Grip pressure - not mechanical flaws - is the biggest factor when you're nervous. You unconsciously grip it tighter, which keeps you from making a smooth swing with a natural release. Keep your grip pressure light, and you'll be surprised how much your mechanics stabilize. — Ernie Els

Even the darkest moments of the liturgy are filled with joy, and Ash Wednesday, the beginning of the lenten fast, is a day of happiness, a Christian feast. — Thomas Merton

Because we have to answer to one another, and they did not. — Christopher McDougall

Time loves a new lay; and the dirge he is playing
Will change for you soon to a livelier strain. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I almost cried. But I didn't, because if you're in seventh grade and you cry while wearing a blue floral cape and yellow tights with white feathers on the butt, you just have to curl up and die somewhere in a dark alley. — Gary D. Schmidt

My God, ma'am, you're so pretty I'd walk ten miles barefooted on a freezing morning to stand in your shit. — Richard Brautigan