"Her eyes are homes of silent prayers."

-- Alfred Lord Tennyson

#Prayer Quotes #Home Quotes #Eye Quotes

“You gotta live life. You gotta enjoy life. I mean, I don't live on the edge.”

Source : Source: www.deathandtaxesmag.com
“Many people think of our times as being the last before the end of the world. The evidence of horror all around us makes this seem possible. But isn't that an idea of only minor importance? Doesn't every human being, no matter which era he lives in, always have to reckon with being accountable to God at any moment? Can I know whether I'll be alive tomorrow morning? A bomb could destroy all of us tonight. And then my guilt would not be one bit less than if I perished together with the arth and the stars.”
“There are times in life to grow, and there are times in life to shine. One can't grow and shine at the same time; it just doesn't work that way. Now you're growing. Tomorrow you'll shine.”

Source : Carol Plum-Ucci (2002). “What Happened to Lani Garver”, p.84, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
“Ambient music must be as ignorable as it is interesting.”
“I've learned over the years that it doesn't matter where you pitch in the rotation. For me, preparation is everything.”

Source : "Biography/ Personal Quotes". www.imdb.com.
“Poetry is perhaps the oldest art form. We can go back to an age-old idea of naming things, the Adamic impulse - to give something a name has always been an immensely powerful thing. To name something is to own it, to capture it. A poem is still a kind of spell, an incantation. Historically, a poem also invoked: it was a blessing, or a curse, or a charm. It had a motile power, was able to summon something into being. A poem is a special kind of speech-act. In a good poem there's the trance-like effect of language in its most concentrated, naked form.”

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“there is still an overwhelming social compulsion-an insanity of consensus, if you will-to get rich from life rather than live richly, to “do well” in the world instead of living well.”

Source : Rolf Potts (2002). “Vagabonding: An Uncommon Guide to the Art of Long-Term World Travel”, p.16, Ballantine Books
“Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.”

Source : Cambridge Review 8 Dec. 1910, "Sonnet"

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