Quotes About Possibility

When we accept small wonders, we qualify ourselves to imagine great wonders.

Political activism is seductive because it seems to offer the possibility that one can improve society, make things better, without going through the personal ordeal of rearranging one's perceptions and transforming one's self.

We are seldom as limited as we think we are.

Nothing is implied here. Except the possibility that everything is connected.

When civilized people dance they reconnect with their old animal nature. It reminds them that they aren't mechanical chess pieces or rooted trees, but free-flowing meat waves of possibility.

The peasants of Aelfric are like bushes, like salamanders. They were born one thing and will die one thing. But you . . . you have already been a warrior, a king, and a serf, and from the looks of it, you aren't through yet. Thus, you have learned the secret of the new direction. That is: a man can be many things. Maybe anything.

One shouldnt ask oneself how a person flies or why, but simply start flying.

It was a silly age, twenty-five; too old for teenaged dreaming, too young for settling down. Every corner was a possibility and a dead end.

She told them that the only grace they could have was the grace they could imagine. That if they could not see it, they could not have it

She told them that the only grace they could have was the grace they could imagine. That if they could not see it, they would not have it.

She told them that the only grace they could have was the grace they could imagine

Sometimes not knowing enough can allow you to think you can achieve anything.

Nothing will be impossible with God" (Luke 1:37).

as we clashed together and commenced our collaboration on another chapter of the famous, familiar and amusing saga of human relations—choosing heat instead of grace, possession over possibility—trading the kingdom of heaven one more time for two arms full of beautiful, confusing earth.

What, then, should we have learned from 1989? Perhaps, above all, that nothing is either necessary or inevitable.

Sometimes you imagine that everything could have been different for you, that if only you had gone right one day when you chose to go left, you would be living a life you could never have anticipated. But at other times you think there was no other way forward--that you were always bound to end up exactly where you have.

It's easy to forget that anything is possible with these guys. That there really are no limits.

He couldn't help but give in to the occasional temptation to replay past events in his mind, altering them, changing them from cruel to comfortable, from sad to happy, from unfair to accommodating. Anything was possible in his imagination. Any ending. If only thinking it could make it so.

All imaginable futures are not equally possible.

And, though it might be hard to believe now, I showed a fucking lot of promise.

We stood in the doorway, the whole world opening up before us. God, there was so much of it.

The idea here is to find out how to make the canvas of our lives continuously empty - to learn how to approach each day as a blank slate, open to any possibility. How do we lose the cornrows of the past, the deep tracks we've dug on a day-to-day basis that keep us bound to the conventions of who we have been and who we are supposed to be?

There was for everything a possibility, an invisible pattern that could be made manifest given work and the right materials.

After all these years, I feel so free. Who knows where I might fly?