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Quotes About Threshold

Fifteen. Sixteen was probably something, but fifteen - fifteen was a place between here and nowhere.
~ Jacqueline Woodson
Brigid is the guardian of the home, and the threshold is one of her power places. Saint
~ Unknown
But I think five is on the low side.
~ John Grisham
Pullios stopped in the door.
~ John Lescroart
The sense of endings as well as beginnings in the air is now so obvious in so many dimensions of our experience that a critical mass has been reached.
~ Marianne Williamson
There's a thin line between love and hate, and it's easy to cross.
~ Maeve Brennan
Toxicity is now a question of degree, of acceptable parts per unit.
~ Maggie Nelson
Can you not just put the seat belt on?" I snap. I can't help it. I have a low threshold for repetitive electronic noises.
~ Maggie O'Farrell
I love women whose hidden desires make horses put an end to their lives at the threshold
~ Mahmoud Darwish
I love women whose hidden desires make horses put an end to their lives at the threshold — Mahmoud Darwish, Unfortunately, It Was Paradise: Selected Poems (University of California Press; 0 edition, January 6, 2003)
~ Mahmoud Darwish
In our system, by world standards we have a high top marginal rate (45 per cent plus 2 per cent for the Medicare levy) and it currently cuts in at $180,000, which at only a little more than twice average full-time earnings, is a relatively low threshold.
~ Malcolm Turnbull
Norma Shearer: Mas si por miedo has de buscar en el Amor sólo paz y placer, entonces mejor será que pases de largo por su umbral, rumbo al mundo sin inviernos ni primaveras ni veranos, donde reirás, pero no a carcajadas, y llorarás, pero no todas tus lágrimas.
~ Manuel Puig
Reading is at the threshold of the spiritual life; it can introduce us to it. It does not constitute it ... There are certain cases of spiritual depression in which reading can become a sort of curative discipline ... reintroducing a lazy mind into the life of the Spirit.
~ Marcel Proust
We feel very strongly that our own wisdom begins where that of the author leaves off and we could like him to provide us with desires... That is the value of reading and is also its inadequacy. To make it into discipline is to give too large a role to what is only an incitement. Reading is on the threshold of the spiritual life it can introduce us to it: it does not constitute it.
~ Marcel Proust
La lectura está en el umbral de la vida espiritual; puede introducirnos en ella: no la constituye.
~ Marcel Proust
The imagination is committed to the justice of wholeness. It will not choose one side in an inner conflict and repress or banish the other; it will endeavor to initiate a profound conversation between them in order that something original can be born. The imagination loves symbol because it recognizes that inner divinity can only find expression in symbolic form. The symbol never gives itself completely to the light. It invites thought precisely because it resides at the threshold of darkness.
~ John O'Donohue
At this time in my life, what am I leaving? Where am I about to enter?
~ John O'Donohue
an authentic life is a life that is aware of and willing to engage its own oppositions, and honorably inhabits that threshold where the light and darkness, the masculine and feminine and all the beginnings and endings of one's life engage.
~ John O'Donohue
stopped by the door
~ John Sandford
He said the threshold of insult is in direct relation to intelligence and security.
~ John Steinbeck
there must be a saturation point and the progress may be a progression toward strangulation.
~ John Steinbeck
Nothing happens until the pain of remaining the same outweighs the pain of change.
~ Unknown
If it's your limit, you can't exceed it. If you exceed it, it's not your limit.
~ Unknown
Prince d'Agrigente or the Prince de Cystria—whose masks of flesh and absent or vulgar intelligence had transformed them into rather ordinary specimens, to the point where I ended up feeling that I had landed on the Guermantes doormat not as upon the supposed threshold but at the terminus of the magic world of names.
~ Marcel Proust