Winnicotts Holding Quotes & Sayings
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Men want a battle to fight, an adventure to live, and a beauty to rescue. That is what is written in their hearts. That is what little boys play at. That is what men's movies are about. You just see it. It is undeniable. — John Eldredge

All models divide naturally ... into two a priori parts: one is kinematics, whose aim is to parameterize the forms of the states of the process under consideration, and the other is dynamics, describing the evolution in time of these forms. — Rene Thom

You are the only woman who ever answered the demands of my imagination. — Anais Nin

Never exceed your rights, and they will soon become unlimited. — Jean-Jacques Rousseau

We're going to look back and wonder why we had to micro-control our cars. — Astro Teller

Morgan's fury turned to fear. It was like antiseptic hitting pus: the seethe, the bubbling, the burn. — Laini Taylor

The loneliness of writing is that you baffle your friends and change the lives of strangers. — Richard Powers

Judging from the main portions of the history of the world, so far, justice is always in jeopardy. — Walt Whitman

When it's over I just want to be able to look in the mirror and say, 'Well, you were a half-decent player.' — Paul Scholes

It's a queer business, making oneself blind. — Ursula K. Le Guin

Moments before she planted a massive kiss right on his mouth. Call's eyes went wide. Hers were closed as she leaned into him. They stood like that for a moment. Call was aware that people were staring at them - Tamara looking shocked, and Aaron, standing near her, started to laugh. Call was pretty sure Aaron was laughing at the fact that Call, having no idea where to put his hands, was waving his arms around like a squid underwater. — Holly Black

You can't resolve a dilemma with all the very same mind that made it — Albert Einstein

Rain"
Oh amiable rain
Washer of trees
and roofs
who has prepared them
for
the pink ray
of evening
("Poems") — Charlotte Gardelle