It pays to trust your instinct.
swans. . . always look as though they'd just been reading their own fan-mail.
Not that she didn't enjoy the holidays: but she always felt-and it was, perhaps, the measure of her peculiar happiness-a little relieved when they were over. Her normal life pleased her so well that she was half afraid to step out of its frame in case one day she should find herself unable to get back.
Scots are born exiles, and Scotland the perfect country to be exiled from. Do not imagine that I am running down Scotland. Far from it. . . . No, what I mean is that Scotland's beauties, though undeniable, are obvious ones, easy to carry in the heart, easy even to describe to the benighted members of less fortunate races. Lakes, islands and mountains, heather and rowan, broad straths and narrow glens - these are jewels easily worn in the memory.
In childhood the daylight always fails too soon - except when there are going to be fireworks.
For to love, loveless, is a bitter pill:But to be loved, unloving, bitterer still.
Things happen too quickly, crisis follows crisis, the soil of our minds is perpetually disturbed. Each of us, to relieve his feelings, broadcasts his own running commentary on the preposterous and bewildering events of the hour: and this, nowadays, is what passes for conversation.
The study of asana is not about mastering posture. It's about using posture to understand and transform yourself.
One must not assume that an understanding of science is present in those who borrow the language
Lord of Lords, grant us the good whether we pray for it or not, but evil keep from us, even though we pray for it.
I make different choices in regards to the stories I want to be a part of. In my mind, it's a totally different medium. Commercials are little skits, and movies are stories; I became a little more picky in my choices for stories that I wanted to be involved in.