Quotes About Wisdom

My grandfather was a Texas Ranger. He used to tell me that courage was a lie. It was just fear that you ignored.

She was wiser than she'd been before. Now she knew how fragile life and love were. Maybe she would love him for only this day, or maybe for only the next week, or maybe until she was an old, old woman. Maybe he would be the love of her life... or her love for the duration of this war... or maybe he would only be her first love. All she really knew was that in this terrible, frightening world, she had stumbled into something unexpected.

I don't have a good history with men." "You know the thing about history, Elsa? It's over. Already dead and gone." "They say people who don't heed history are doomed to repeat it.

Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forward. —SØREN KIERKEGAARD

allow me to be an old man for a moment and to remind a young girl who is used to being impulsive that there can be none of that anymore.

If love is the answer, could you please rephrase the question?" —LILY TOMLIN

It's too bad we don't live life backward. I think it was Kierkegaard who said that.

With the wisdom of time and the passing of years, she knew that. She knew, too, that love didn't evaporate. It faded, perhaps, lost its weight like bones left out in the sun, but it didn't go away.

You know the thing about history, Elsa? It's over. Already dead and gone." "They say people who don't heed history are doomed to repeat it." "Who says that? I ain't never heard it. I say folks who hang on to the past miss their chance for a future.

We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us. —MARCEL PROUST

My grandfather was a Texas Ranger. He used to tell me that courage was a lie. It was just fear that you ignored." She looked at him. "Well, I'm scared.

Before this trip and all that she'd learned about the three of them, she would have gotten angry or changed the subject. Anything to obscure the pain she felt. Now she knew better. You carried your pain with you in life. There was no outrunning it.

Take it from me, Father. Life is over quickly, and you only regret what you didn't do.

they'd learn what needed to be held close in life, and what wasn't worth worrying over.

Adults always talked about mistakes, the cost of doing the wrong thing. She wished she'd listened now.

A cliché is just something that's commonly true.

When you get older, you'll understand. There's a certain comfort in the familiar.

her grandfather had leaned down and whispered, Be brave, into her ear. And then, Or pretend to be. It's all the same.

could break you, how it was a shiny lure for the unwary. What happened to you if you hoped too hard for the best and got the worst? Was it better not to hope at all, to prepare? Wasn't that what her father's lesson always was? Prepare for the worst.

Love is what remains when everything else is gone. This is what I should have told my children when we left Texas. What I will tell them tonight. Not that they will understand yet. How could they? I am forty years old, and I only just learned this fundamental truth myself.

What a burden such a choice must be. For the first time, she saw her own childhood as an adult, from far away, with the wisdom this war had given her.

Books held the answer to every question

Isabelle sipped the brandy. Experience had taught

one good piece, ladies, and choose it well;