Quotes About Perspective

They say sweethearts and squabbles are like flowers and rain. Takes both to make it springtime.

She was Grandma Will. That term felt foreign and unfitting to the relationship they had. She wondered if her father had ever called her Mother, Ma, Mom, Mama? Maybe in private he might have, but to the world, all the world, it was Aunt Will.

To whom do books belong? The books we read and the books we write are both ours and not ours. They're also theirs.

Dark books say to us, "This isn't about you. You are in fact alive and safe." Yes, there's an implicit and unavoidable warning, an edge of danger; these things happen, the books say. And yet, as bad as it gets inside this book, you, the reader, are securely outside. If

It's stressful to be a parent. It's stressful to be a person. But I've found that even in the most difficult moments, on the most challenging days, I can usually reach for a book and feel lifted up, returned to myself. On days when I've felt as though I have nothing left to give to my kids, I've been able to sit next to them and open a book. We start reading, and the world looks different.

I've just spent three hours learning the entire life of some girl named Kallie, a girl with an epileptic tongue who loves booze, Coldplay, and a gym-addicted frat boy named Wes. Okay, so maybe Francesca has a point. Maybe it's time to quit the Internet.

A man for you is a desire, not a necessity.

Your belief is going to be your strength or your weakness. It's your burden or your hope. Only you can determine what you believe and how strongly you believe.

Nu sunt obi?nuit s? privesc via?a ca pe o iesle ?i o cresc?torie

According to the historian Arrian who reported the encounter, the ascetics beat their feet on the ground as Alexander passed them. When asked about the gesture, they said that Alexander occupied, despite his conquests, no more ground than that covered by the soles of his two feet. Like everyone else, he, too, was mortal, 'except that you are ambitious and reckless, traversing such a vast span of land, so remote from your home, enduring troubles and inflicting them upon others'.4

It was easy to denounce that American vision of endless space and well-being and leisure as a deception; to accuse it of obscuring the inner cities and drugs and violence, and the ruthless suppression of remote and near enemies. But to people from tormented societies, America was the country whose nation-building traumas seemed to lie in the remote past, and where many individuals could afford to look beyond the struggles for food, shelter and security that still weighed upon people elsewhere.

He went to the window and glanced down at the traffic eight stories below...From so high up it all seemed fluid and impersonal, as though a mass of detritus were being swept away by water. That was all you really had to do to determine people's destiny: rise high enough to alter your view, making it divine.

Passare dal norvegese al russo è cambiare mondo (...); trionfano le i, frequenti e variegate come le betulle.

Noi siamo sul bordo sud del Mare del Nord, tu sul bordo nord del Mare del Sud

anyone who thinks that all fruits ripen at the same time as strawberries, knows nothing of grapes.

My mom decorated with lots of antiques. I never liked it when I was a little girl - I wanted to live in a modern house. But now I love it.

I took my cue from Mom and stuck to that story. I was happy to cast her and Dad as vigilant, fully present parents. That's who they wanted to be. That's who they are: the parents who would go to the ends of the earth for their children. Only in my case, they went to the wrong end.

Never regret anything, because at one time it was exactly what you wanted. MARILYN MONROE

How things look on the outside of us depends on how things are on the inside of us.

for one instant, I saw the stars close enough to touch. Closer than that, part of me. Are they really so far or just that we never reach for them?

Love and hell are alike in that respect; they are what you bring to them. The script is yours; only the props are furnished.

we cannot see what is "out there" merely by looking around. Everything depends on the lenses through which we view the world. By putting on new lenses, we can see things that would otherwise remain invisible.

We find common bonds in the shared details of the human journey, not in the divergent conclusions we draw from those details.

The door that closed kept us from entering a room, but what now lies before us is the rest of reality.