Quotes for All
Why dost thou shrink from my approach, O Man? Why dost thou ever flee in fear, and cling To my false rival, Life? I do but bring Thee rest and calm. Then wherefore dost thou ban And curse me? Since the forming of God’s plan I have not hurt or harmed a mortal thing, I … Read more
The soul of woman must be expansive and open to all human beings, it must be quiet so that no small weak flame will be extinguished by stormy winds; warm so as not to benumb fragile buds… empty of itself, in order that extraneous life may have room in it; finally, mistress of itself and … Read more
Ah, Misha, he has a stormy spirit. His mind is in bondage. He is haunted by a great, unsolved doubt. He is one of those who don’t want millions, but an answer to their questions. Fyodor Dostoevsky
THE SLOW ARROW OF BEAUTY. The noblest kind of beauty is that which does not transport us suddenly, which does not make stormy and intoxicating impressions such a kind easily arouses disgust but that which slowly filters into our minds. Friedrich Nietzsche
The happiness of man is: I will. The happiness of woman is: he wills. ‘Behold , just now the world … entire love. And woman must obey and find a depth for her surface. Surface is the disposition of woman: a mobile, stormy film over shallow water. Man’s disposition, however, is deep; his river roars … Read more
Now are the days, of humblest prayer, When consciences to God lie bare, And mercy most delights to spare. Oh hearken when we cry. Now is the season, wisely long, Of sadder thought and graver song, When ailing souls grow well and strong. Oh hearken when we cry. The feast of penance! Oh so bright, … Read more
I found a strawberry blossom in a rock. The little slender flower had more courage than the green leaves, for they were but half expanded and half grown, but the blossom was spread full out. I uprooted it rashly, and I felt as if I had been committing an outrage, so I planted it again. … Read more
Men might as well project a voyage to the Moon as attempt to employ steam navigation against the stormy North Atlantic Ocean. Dionysius Lardner
O, the sweet, sweet twilight just before the time of rest, When the black clouds are driven away, and the stormy winds suppressed. Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
Life, Stormy says, is not about how fast you run or even with what degree of grace. It’s about perseverance, about staying on your feet and slogging forward no matter what. Dean Koontz