Yngve Quotes & Sayings

Our way is to practice one step at a time, one breath at a time, with no gaining idea. — Shunryu Suzuki

That calls for a witty comeback.
"Whatever," I say. — Susan Ee

If you use disappointments as sort of mid- semester exams, for learning, you will learn that every disappointment you overcome makes you stronger- and wiser. The greatest success stories have been lived by those who had to grow strong and wise in that very way. — Loretta Young

This most dangerous enemy is the American counterpart of the British Fabian Socialist, who denies that he is a Socialist and operates behind a mask which he calls National Planning. — John T. Flynn

Robin: I'm sure you've learnt to bake, but you have not learned to handle Much. The phrases that you need my lady, are "No", "No you can't", and "No, get out of here before I throw something at you". — Robin McKinley

Who's that?" Yngve said, nodding discreetly in the direction of a woman. She wore a hat with a veil that concealed her face. "No idea," I said. "But all self-respecting funerals have a woman no one recognizes." We laughed. "Well, the danger's over now," Yngve said, and we both laughed again. — Knausgaard, Karl Ove

All words, then, belonging to the inner world of the mind, are of the imagination, are originally poetic words. — George MacDonald

Showing the addiction and unusual sexual practices are ways of just outlining a much bigger character trait. — James Franco

This is not the time to be passive. This is the time to shape, sculpt, paint, participate ... the time to get sweaty, to get dirty, to fall in love, to forgive, to forget, to hug, to kiss ... this is the time to experience, participate and live your life as a verb. — Steve Maraboli

What would the days be like now?
It was Mom who bound us all together, it was Mom who was at the center of Yngve's and my life, we knew that, Dad knew that, but perhaps she didn't. How else could she leave us like this?
Knives and forks clinking on plates, elbows moving, heads held stiff, straight backs. No one saying a word. That is us three, a father and two sons, sitting and eating. Around us, on all sides, it is the seventies.
The silence grows. And we notice it, all three of us, the silence is not the kind that can ease, it is the kind that lasts a lifetime. Well, of course, you can say something inside it, you can talk, but the silence doesn't stop for that reason. — Karl Ove Knausgard

Why, my Lord, did you have to bring
Me down from the safety of my hill
Into the danger of your will? (David p. 34) — Madeleine L'Engle

Did you ever see mum and dad hug?' Yngve said.
I walked back to him.
'No,' I said. 'Not that I can remember. Did you?'
He nodded in front of me in the semi-darkness.
'Once. It was in Hove, so I must have been five. Dad was yelling at mum so much she burst into tears. She was standing in the kitchen crying. He went into the living room. Then he went back and put his arms around her and consoled her. That's the only time. — Karl Ove Knausgard

President Obama is going to have to run against himself. In tough times, nobody can defeat himself. — William J. Clinton

A great deal of learning can be packed into an empty head. — Karl Kraus

No man will ever bring out of that office the reputation which carries him into it. The honeymoon would be as short in that case as in any other, and its moments of ecstasy would be ransomed by years of torment and hatred. — Thomas Jefferson

The great antidote to anxiety is to come to God in prayer. We are to pray about everything. Nothing is too big for Him to handle, and nothing is too small to escape His attention. — Jerry Bridges

But sooner or later people have to take up their own lives, not disperse them out as though they were knitting wool that a clever knitter might handle better. — Elizabeth Harrower

God gives you the resources for success. But it is up to you to recognize them and use them to their fullest. — T.D. Jakes

Yngve came in and said that John Bonham, the drummer in Led Zeppelin, was on one of the songs. — Karl Ove Knausgard

I scored a goal!" I said.
"Oh, great!" Mom said.
When we returned home and I was sitting at the kitchen table to eat supper, I said it again.
"I scored today!"
"Was it a match?" Yngve said.
"No," I said. "We haven't had any matches yet. It was training."
"Then it means nothing," he said.
A couple of tears detached themselves and rolled down my cheeks. Dad looked at me with that stern, annoyed expression of his.
"For Christ's sake, you can't cry about THAT!" he said. "There must be SOMETHING you can take without blubbering!"
By then the tears were in full flow. — Karl Ove Knausgard