Wilder Poetry Nocturnal Quotes & Sayings

I grew up, really, in the days before air conditioning. So I can remember what it was like to be really hot, for instance, and I can remember what it was like when your barber shop and your local stores weren't air conditioned, so it was hot when you went in them and they propped the doors open. — Bill Bryson

There's hope. It doesn't cost a thing to smile. You don't have to pay to laugh. You better thank God for that. — India.Arie

As I very much liked to draw and paint as a child, I entered a special art program in high school, which was very much like being in an art school imbedded in a regular high school curriculum. — Jerome Isaac Friedman

The faking of feelings is a sin against the imagination. — Seamus Heaney

She inhaled a deep breath and prayed her mother wouldn't freak out. "I, um, met someone?" Also not exactly true, but she wasn't broaching the whole he's-an-ancientgod-who-came-to-life-through-my-snowman conversation. Not yet anyway. Maybe not ever. — Laura Kaye

The beauty that is there is also available for me, too. But I see a deeper beauty that isn't so readily available to others ... I don't see how studying a flower ever detracts from its beauty. It only adds — Richard P. Feynman

If you have the dedication, means and patience to treat your daily struggle, like a step towards success, something bigger will come your way. — Auliq Ice

As reason returned to me, memory came with it, and I saw that even on the worst days, when I thought I was utterly and completely miserable, I was nevertheless, and nearly all the time, extremely happy. That gave me something to think about. The discovery was not a pleasant one. It seemed to me that I was losing a great deal. I asked myself, wasn't I sad, hadn't I felt my life breaking up? Yes, that had been true; but each minute, when I stayed without moving in a corner of the room, the cool of the night and the stability of the ground made me breathe and rest on gladness. — Maurice Blanchot

Little pig, little pig, let me come in." To which the pig answered: "No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin." The wolf then answered to that: "Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in." So he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew his house in, and ate up the little pig. — Joseph Jacobs

The removal of God from human consciousness means the removal of meaning and purpose from human life. — Fazlur Rahman

The reader's ear must adjust down from loud life to the subtle, imaginary sounds of the written word. An ordinary reader picking up a book can't yet hear a thing; it will take half an hour to pick up the writing's modulations, its ups and downs and louds and softs. — Annie Dillard