Celia Thaxter (Celia Laighton Thaxter) Quotes
As the days go on toward July, the earth becomes dry and all the flowers begin to thirst for moisture. Then from the hillside, some warm, still evening, the sweet rain-song of the robin echoes clear, and next day we wake up to a dim morning; soft flecks of cloud bar the sun's way, fleecy vapors steal across the sky, the southwest wind blows lightly, rippling the water into little waves that murmur melodiously as they kiss the shore.
Celia Thaxter
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I'm here to change the world, and if I am not, I am probably wasting my time.
Utah Phillips
Fashion is a way of not having to decide who you are. Style is deciding who you are and being able to perpetuate it.
Quentin Crisp
I heard the hiss and felt the blessed numbness spreading. If there is a God, I thought, it’s a painkiller.
Dan Simmons
Clean, quick, and easy as lying. We know how it ends practically before it starts. That’s why stories appeal to us. They give us the clarity and simplicity our real lives lack.
Patrick Rothfuss
...so go on and play, and if you make a mistake, make it loud so you won't make it next time.
Art Blakey
In your life there are a few places, or maybe only the one place, where something happened, and then there are all the other places.
Alice Munro
I should like to think that we'll find peace on this Earth at some point and come to a collective consciousness of compassion for each other, where we say, 'Enough! Let us live as one!'
Pierce Brosnan
This mission was the project of a decade's work.
Philippe Perrin
If a rock, though extremely hard, can be hollowed out by water, how much more so should it be possible for The Light, which is compared to water, to change my heart. I will begin to study it, and try to become a scholar of The Light.
Rabbi Akiva
'Dreams from My Father' was not a memoir or an autobiography; it was instead, in multitudinous ways, without any question a work of historical fiction.
David Garrow
The frustration for a parent is that you might be available all the time, but the kid may approach you only about 10% of the time.
Chris Crutcher
As the days go on toward July, the earth becomes dry and all the flowers begin to thirst for moisture. Then from the hillside, some warm, still evening, the sweet rain-song of the robin echoes clear, and next day we wake up to a dim morning; soft flecks of cloud bar the sun's way, fleecy vapors steal across the sky, the southwest wind blows lightly, rippling the water into little waves that murmur melodiously as they kiss the shore.
Celia Thaxter