Wordy Wednesday Quotes & Sayings

The trace I leave to me means at once my death, to come or already come, and the hope that it will survive me. It is not an ambition of immortality; it is fundamental. I leave here a bit of paper, I leave, I die; it is impossible to exit this structure; it is the unchanging form of my life. Every time I let something go, I live my death in writing. — Jacques Derrida

The benefit of this kind of outlining is that you discover a story's flaws before you invest a lot of time writing the first draft, and it's almost impossible to get stuck at a difficult chapter, because you've already done the work to push through those kinds of blocks. — George Stephen

Why did daddy's body stop working? Is his head still alive? Where is he? Still at the doctor's? I won't ever see my daddy again." I held him and then Dov barged through the door. I thought for a second and said, "You know how, on Transformers, they talk about their Spark? Well, you have a Spark. Dov has a Spark. It's the energy that goes through your whole body. Daddy's Spark is still there, but you can't see it because it doesn't have a body. — Unicorn Widow

A good coach is postive. Your job when coaching is not correcting mistakes, finding fault, and assessing blame. Instead, your function is achieving goals by coaching your staff to peak performance. Focusing on the positive means that you start with what's good and what works, and spend your attention and energy there. — Marshall Cook

My father was a sergeant with the Connecticut state police. My mother was a hairstylist. — Michael Bergin

My beautiful professor ... I want to bath in your beauty. — Anonymous

No. Wait. When will I see you again?" she asked. "How will I find you?"
"Well, you don't have to stand on the end of a diving board."
Ivy smiled.
"The end of a tree limb will do," he said. "Or the roof of any building three stories or higher."
"What?"
"Just kidding," he said, laughing. "Just call
anytime, anywhere, silently
and I'll hear you. If I don't come, it's because I'm in the middle of something that I can't stop, or I'm in the darkness. I can't control the darkness." He sighed. "I can feel it coming on
I can feel it right now
and I can fight it off for a while. But in the end I fall unconscious. It's how I rest. I guess one day the darkness will be final."
"No!"
"Yes, love," he said softly.
A moment later he was gone. — Elizabeth Chandler