J. G. Holland Quotes
The cry of the soul is for freedom. It longs for liberty, from the date of its first conscious moments.
J. G. Holland
Quotes to Explore
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I describe a soulmate as a 'soul-nurturing mate' - someone who nurtures your soul - thereby promoting insight and growth.
Karen Salmansohn
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That's what happens nowadays with people working on computers. They can so easily fix things with their mouse and take out all the, 'Oh, somebody coughed in the background; we need to take that out' - or somebody hit a bad note. Those are all the best moments.
Jack White
The White Stripes
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There are so many moments and works that influence us in what we do. Movies, music, TV and, most importantly, the profound everydayness of our lives.
Barbara Kruger
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Myth is an attempt to narrate a whole human experience, of which the purpose is too deep, going too deep in the blood and soul, for mental explanation or description.
D. H. Lawrence
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I don't like to travel as much as I have in the past, but it's good for my soul to get to pick, especially with these good musicians and these guys that play so well.
Earl Scruggs
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I love C-3PO; I love the girl from 'Ex Machina' - these kind of robots that have so much soul that you feel for them.
D'Arcy Carden
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In moments of transcendence, when time stands still, your biological clock will stop. The spirit is that domain of our awareness where there is no time.
Deepak Chopra
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WordPress.com is the only service of its kind that not only lets you export your data, but gives you an open source package you can run on pretty much any web host out there to run your own instance of the software. So the freedom is really in your hands.
Matt Mullenweg
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Why did Ted Geisel end up writing and illustrating for young minds? He has specific imagery in the book, and we never would have moved beyond the discussion phase, if we couldn't have found an expression for The Lorax, dimensionally, that was true to the soul of what comes through in his simple line drawings, on the page.
Christopher Meledandri
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There was just one moon. That familiar, yellow, solitary moon. The same moon that silently floated over fields of pampas grass, the moon that rose--a gleaming, round saucer--over the calm surface of lakes, that tranquilly beamed down on the rooftops of fast-asleep houses. The same moon that brought the high tide to shore, that softly shone on the fur of animals and enveloped and protected travelers at night. The moon that, as a crescent, shaved slivers from the soul--or, as a new moon, silently bathed the earth in its own loneliness. THAT moon.
Haruki Murakami
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My fall began, as many stories do, with a girl.
Julie Kagawa
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The cry of the soul is for freedom. It longs for liberty, from the date of its first conscious moments.
J. G. Holland
