Life
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Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. - Mrs. Whatsit
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Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. - Mrs. Whatsit
I do not know everything; still many things I understand.
Qui plussait, plus se tait. French, you know. The more a man knows, the less he talks.
If it can be verified, we don't need faith... Faith is for that which lies on the other side of reason. Faith is what makes life bearable, with all its tragedies and ambiguities and sudden, startling joys.
You have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write it for children.
A straight line is not the shortest distance between two points.
I was taught to strive not because there were any guarantees of success but because the act of striving is in itself the only way to keep faith with life.
Common sense will nearly always stand you in better stead than a slavish adherence to the conventions.
Scars are just another kind of memory.
Until you value yourself, you won't value your time. Until you value your time, you will not do anything with it.
Time is not the great teacher. Experience is. A man may live a whole life, but if he never leaves his home to experience that life, he dies knowing nothing. A mere child who has suffered and lived can be the wiser of the two.
Birthdays could be such a bummer when you were older than the country you lived in.