Elizabeth Enright Quotes
By lunchtime the valley was lightly coated, like a cake with confectioner's sugar...there was white fur on the antlers of the iron deer and on the melancholy boughs of the Norway spruce.
Elizabeth Enright
Quotes to Explore
I try my best to learn from other people's mistakes. I have a lot of respect for people who can change.
Mike Tyson
The gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul.
William Wordsworth
Some say that happiness is not good for mortals, & they ought to be answered that sorrow is not fit for immortals & is utterly useless to any one; a blight never does good to a tree, & if a blight kill not a tree but it still bear fruit, let none say that the fruit was in consequence of the blight.
William Blake
I was bulimic for a really long time and I self-harmed as well. I eventually went to a GP and I had an irregular heartbeat that they thought might have come from the bulimia. I had to go to hospital to take a lot of tests, to check my heart was working properly. It was such a low point for me and I was so scared that I was like, ‘I want to get better. I want to change now.’ Then I began to see a therapist and started taking medication, and I think a combination of those things, with lots of other elements, started helping me get better.
Olly Alexander
Years & Years
True beauty lies in purity of the heart.
Mahatma Gandhi
They gave themselves up wholly to their sorrow, seeking increase of wretchedness in every reflection that could afford it, and resolved against ever admitting consolation in future.
Jane Austen
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt, It lies behind stars and under hills, And empty holes it fills, It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.
J. R. R. Tolkien
The Bible is very easy to understand. But we Christians are a bunch of scheming swindlers. We pretend to be unable to understand it because we know very well that the minute we understand, we are obliged to act accordingly.
Soren Kierkegaard
By lunchtime the valley was lightly coated, like a cake with confectioner's sugar...there was white fur on the antlers of the iron deer and on the melancholy boughs of the Norway spruce.
Elizabeth Enright