"This is the forked tongue of grief again. It whispers in one ear: return to what you once loved best, and in the other ear it whispers, move on."

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Source : Chris Cleave (2012). “Chris Cleave Ebook Boxed Set: Little Bee, Incendiary, Gold”, p.255, Simon and Schuster

Chris Cleave

#Grief Quotes #Moving Quotes #Ears Quotes

“I do know the Bible very well from a Protestant point of view - which is what, along with my reason, entitles me to refute it. You can't rationally reject something until you know all about it.”
“It's crazy how intelligent kids can be at a very young age and how they know what they know. I came out of the womb drawing on everything; I used to draw on my mother's white furniture and her white walls with her red lipstick and my pencils. Little did she know that would later materialize into me doing what I do now - I'm a painter as well and a micromechanical engineer.”

Source : Source: www.interviewmagazine.com
“Both learned and unlearned young men seldom go to church, and in general do not attend to their spiritual education, looking upon it as unnecessary and giving themselves up to worldly vanity. Attention must be paid to this. It is the fruit of pride... They consider attendance at church and Divine service as the business of the common people and women, forgetting that, in the temple, Angels officiate with trembling, together with men, and regard this as their highest bliss.”
“The development of a rational view of the nature of catalysis was thus absolutely dependent on the creation of the concept of the rate of chemical reaction.”
“I believe in the devil as much as God. You can use either one to get things done”

Source : "Biography/ Personal Quotes". www.imdb.com.
“(The National Cancer Program is) a bunch of (obscenity).”
“To get at the truth of your calling, you have to crack open that false self and see what lies within.”
“We only seem to learn from Life that Life doesn't matter so much as it seemed to do - it's not so burningly important, after all, what happens. We crawl, like blinking sea-creatures, out of the Ocean onto a spur of rock, we creep over the promontory bewildered and dazzled and hurting ourselves, then we drop in the ocean on the other side: and the little transit doesn't matter so much.”

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