Quotes About Wisdom

Deep love-true-heart love-must grow. Back then I didn't yet understand the burning kind of love, so instead I thought about the rice paddies I used to see on my daily walks down to the river with my brother when I still had all my milk teeth. Maybe I could make our love grow like a farmer made his crop to grow-through hard work, unwavering will, and the blessings of nature. How funny that I can remember that even now! Waaa! I knew so little about life, but I knew enough to think like a farmer.

Man becomes wiser and more mature through life experience. The same can be said of tea.

You look at me now and see an old face, but once I was beautiful.

When fortune comes, do not enjoy all of it; when advantage comes, do not take all of it

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La felicità nasce dalla sofferenza, è questo che ho intuito.

Grace put her purse on the floor. "My mother says you must never do that," Ruby chastised. "Mine too," I agreed. "Do you want all your money to run out of your purse?

Every tree has a soul.

I'd felt the ruma had magically understood everything that happened, but now I realize his gifts may have less to do with magic than with interpreting the world around him in a magical way.

I now understand that we learned these songs and stories not just to teach us how to behave but because we would be living out variations of them over and over again throughout our lives.

Don't rehearse your problems, Dad always said. Meaning, we were only supposed to go through our problems when they were actually upon us.

It sounded to him like the noise of too many mouths that talk and too few minds that think.

What we think of as our "gut instincts" are really a very complex mosaic of past experiences, deep-seated hopes, fears, desires.

He'd been raised to give women what they wanted. 'You can fight,' his father told him. 'You can bitch. If you're a real prick, you can overpower. But the pain over the long haul ... just not worth it, son. Surrender young and happily with fewer scars.' The old man was right about that.

The woman I was seems hopelessly naive. I envy her.

Sometimes silence is the only answer we get, and we have to accept that.

We all make mistakes coming from our place of pain. When we know better, we do better.

She heeded Bluebeard's warning, thought Pandora was a fool. There are some memories better abandoned. Common wisdom demanded examination of the past, probing of childhood pain and trauma. Then—acceptance, release, and ultimately forgiveness.

There was and always had been a drive within me to know the truth of things.

My mother always told me that if you're embarrassed by a kindness and don't know what to say, keep it simple. "Thank you.

But that was the hypocrisy of adulthood: You never wanted the children you cared about to do things you'd done when you were heedless of the fragility of life.

Story is life, Miss Graves," he said. She'd heard him say that a million times. She finally understood what he meant.

If at first you don't succeed, try, try again. Then quit. There's no point in being a damn fool about it.

Dreams tell us things we won't listen to when we're awake.