Cate Marvin Quotes
I am like a table
that eats its own legs off
because it’s fallen
in love with the floor.
Cate Marvin
Quotes to Explore
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The secret of happiness is the determination to be happy always, rather than wait for outer circumstances to make one happy.
J. Donald Walters
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If a poem is each time new, then it is necessarily an act of discovery, a chance taken, a chance that may lead to fulfillment or disaster.
A. R. Ammons
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Some things are just really difficult to do. That's what I find hard. I usually can find a way to do a character to make it real and work. But sometimes it's a struggle sustaining that, because there's such a level of personal involvement and personal, physical, and emotional distraughtness.
Alan Cumming
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Everything is connected. There is nothing that is not connected.
Ziggy Marley
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The present is what slips by us while we're pondering the past and worrying about the future.
Ziggy Marley
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There is a wind of change, and if there is a wind of change on domestic issues, there is going to be a wind of change on Palestinian issues as well, it's not something done in one leap, it's a triple jump, but it's coming.
Yair Lapid
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Victory will belong only to those who have faith in the people, those who are immersed in the life-giving spring of popular creativity.
Vladimir Lenin
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The reason for the lights is simple. Wellesley has very limited open space, and our playing field space is extremely tight. Having the ability to put lights at Reidy would allow us to, really, double the utilization of our primary field.
J. M. Roberts
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Bureaucracy, the rule of nobody.
Hannah Arendt
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You gotta be willing to face, every fear! Climb, every mountain! Defy, every odd!
Eric Thomas
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All great religions, in order to escape absurdity, have to admit a dilution of agnosticism. It is only the savage, whether of the African bush or the American gospel tent, who pretends to know the will and intent of God exactly and completely.
H. L. Mencken
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I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth. She was only the dead-leaf echo of the nymphet from long ago - but I loved her, this Lolita, pale and polluted and big with another man's child. She could fade and wither - I didn't care. I would still go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of her face.
Vladimir Nabokov
