"Live in the present moment and find your interest and happiness in the things of today."

-- Emmet Fox

#Peace Quotes #Today Quotes #Moments Quotes

“Very well! he said. You shall prove your worth by facing me in a joust! I'd never heard of an undead lich king challenging someone to a joust. Especially not in a subterranean burial chamber. All right, I said uncertainly. But won't we be needing horses for that? Not horses, he replied, stepping away from his throne. Birds.”
“In the '70s, everybody was doing drugs, so long as you showed up and did your work, they'd use you until you died.”
“I love when I teach my son a good lesson. But I love it even more when he teaches me.”
“There is no enemy can hurt us but by our own hands. Satan could not hurt us, if our own corruption betrayed us not. Afflictions cannot hurt us without our own impatience. Temptations cannot hurt us, without our own yieldance. Death could not hurt us, without the sting of our own sins. Sins could not hurt us, without our own impenitence.”
“Weird Weekends set out to discover the genuinely odd in the most ordinary setting. To me, it's almost a privilege to be welcomed into these communities and to shine a light on them and, maybe, through my enthusiasm, to get people to reveal more of themselves than they may have intended. The show is laughing at me, adrift in their world, as much as at them. I don't have to play up that stuff. I'm not a matinee idol disguised as a nerd”
“Waving the flag at the 1976 Olympics wasn't my idea. It was too much apple pie and ice cream. Not that I don't love my country, but I felt it was my victory up there, I put all the time into it.”
“In the modern world, we Americans are the old inhabitants. We first had political freedom, high industrial production, an economy of abundance.”

Source : Paul Goodman (2011). “Growing Up Absurd: Problems of Youth in the Organized Society”, p.127, New York Review of Books
“The street curves in and out, up and down in great waves of asphalt; at night the granite tomb is noisy with starlings like the creaking of many axles; only the tired walker know how much there is to climb, how the sidewalk curves into the cold wind.”

Source : Charles Reznikoff, Seamus Cooney (2005). “The Poems of Charles Reznikoff: 1918-1975”, p.157, David R. Godine Publisher

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