Quotes About Beginning

Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing.

They looked at one another for a moment before beginning new lives. "What an ending," he sobbed, "What an ending.

Why children?' he asked. 'Why always children? For love to end where it begins is far more beautiful, and Nature knows it.

Porquê ter filhos? - perguntou. - Porquê ter sempre filhos? É muito mais belo que o amor termine onde começou, e a Natureza sabe-o.

Alford was going to start this fast the same way he had started everything else, alone and uncertain

Everything begins with an idea.

We live by faith or we do not live at all. Either we venture or we vegetate. If we venture, we do so by faith, simply because we cannot know the end of anything at its beginning. We risk marriage on faith or we stay single. We prepare for a profession by faith or we give up before we start. By faith, we move mountains of opposition or we're stopped by molehills.

The beginning of the end, the irreversible separation of the mainland of truth into islands of seperate realities, came with the Western attacks on Afganistan following 9/11.

Kokusunu çoktan unuttu?um bir zaman diliminde bile, ken­dini parma??n a?z?na as?l? an?ms?yorsan, öykü ba?lam??t?r. öykü, annenin sümerce bir yenilgi yaz?t? olmas?d?r. baba, her zaman oldu?u gibi karanl?k bir kap? aral???, dikenli bir kilit sesi. o içeri girdi?inde, sen art?k hep d??ardas?n.

The idea that spiritual growth begins with discomfort is a fact many church members and church leaders have been unwilling or unable to embrace.

A new baby is like the beginning of all things wonder hope a dream of possibilities.

Things most oft bad begun most oft get worse, as a wise man once said.

Monday is the engine of the week.

And yet I was filled with grief. In the beginning of all love there is grief, because at that moment you're closest to the ghost of parting. You know how easily it could all slip away, how easily it could evaporate into eternal, never-to-be-consummated longing.

We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's Day.

Even if you can not sculpt great foundations, because you have not got that sort of talent, at least carve a child's toy... Start SOMEWHERE. Do not let this desire be simply a frustration that turns into bitterness when it could grow and develop, given some small outlet..

The longest journey begins with a single step, not with the turn of an ignition key.

The longest journey begins with a single step, not with a turn of the ignition key.

This morning I awake before sunrise

There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterward you can remove all traces of reality. —Pablo Picasso

Human history, like all great movements, was cyclical, and returned to the point of beginning. the idea of indefinite progress in a right line was a chimera of the imagination, with no analogue in nature. The parabola of a comet was perhaps a better illustration of the career of humanity. Tending upward and sunward from the aphelion of barbarism, the race attained the perihelion of civilization only to plunge downward once more to its nether goal in the regions of chaos.

Human history, like all great movements, was cyclical, and returned to the point of beginning. The idea of indefinite progress in a right line was a chimera of the imagination, with no analogue in nature. The parabola of a comet was perhaps a yet better illustration of the career of humanity. Tending upward and sunward from the aphelion of barbarism, the race attained the perihelion of civilization only to plunge downward once more to its nether goal in the regions of chaos.

The Buddha-nature which is ours from the very beginning is like the sun which emerges from the clouds, or like a mirror which, when rubbed, regains its original purity and clarity. (217)

Still, even without the country or a lake, the summer was a fine thing, particularly when you were at the beginning of it, looking ahead into it. There would be months of beautifully long, empty days, and each other to play with, and the books from the library.