Ernest Holmes Quotes
Love is at the Center of our being, and the calm, continuous pulsations of life are governed by Love.
Quotes to Explore
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I've stopped caring about skeptics, but if they libel or defame me they will end up in court.
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You have been chosen, and you must therefore use such strength and heart and wits as you have.
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I've seen 'Silence of the Lambs,' like, fifty or sixty times. That's my favorite movie of all time.
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The problem of the twentieth century is the problem of the color line.
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Not the fruit of experience, but experience itself, is the end.
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If the U.N. didn't exist, we'd be inventing it right now.
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Great passions may give us a quickened sense of life, ecstasy and sorrow of love, the various forms of enthusiastic activity, disinterested or otherwise, which comes naturally to many of us.
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The people in the Upper Midwest were the same kind of people I grew up around in Idaho.
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Does the novel have to deepen the psychology of its heroes? Certainly the modern novel does, but the ancient legends did not do the same. Oedipus' psychology was deduced by Aeschylus or Freud, but the character is simply there, fixed in a pure and terribly disquieting state.
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'Big business' was a bad phrase in India. To be accused of being big business was the worst accusation you could make. All that has gone now. The whole mindset has changed.
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If your ratings are high and there's money being made, you're allowed to be a perfectionist in television.
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Every blade of grass is a study; and to produce two, where there was but one, is both a profit and a pleasure.
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I've learned... That when your newly born grandchild holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life.
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Surely there is something to be said for drawing a circle around our attention and remaining within that circle. But how large should this circle be?
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Prosperity, pleasure and success, may be rough of grain and common in fibre, but sorrow is the most sensitive of all created things. There is nothing that stirs in the whole world of thought to which sorrow does not vibrate in terrible and exquisite pulsation. The thin beaten-out leaf of tremulous gold that chronicles the direction of forces the eye cannot see is in comparison coarse. It is a wound that bleeds when any hand but that of love touches it, and even then must bleed again, though not in pain.
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We resist Joy on this planet more than we resist war.
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God give us men. The time demands strong minds, great hearts, true faith and willing hands.
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I don't like to meddle in my private affairs.
