Because I'm a Karamazov. Because when I fall into the abyss, I go straight into it, head down and heels up, and I'm even pleased that I'm falling in just such a humiliating position, and for me I find it beautiful. ―Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov Witold Pruszkowski, Falling Star, 1884
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Quote for Today: Bear Grylls
You can't become a decent horseman until you fall off and get up again, a good number of times. There's life in a nutshell. ―Bear Grylls, Mud, Sweat and Tears Public Domain Image via Pixabay
Quote for Today: John Milton
Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we experience life and the world. --John Milton Public Domain Image via PxHere
Quote for Today: Richelle Goodrich
It is easy to say I am thankful for the sweet and beautiful things in life: flower gardens, ice cream cones, diamond rings, dances under moonlight, children’s laughter, birdsongs, and the like. The challenge is recognizing things of value in the dark, sour, uglier parts of life. But if you look hard enough, you … Continue reading Quote for Today: Richelle Goodrich
Quote for Today: Eleanor Roosevelt
The encouraging thing is that every time you meet a situation, though you may think at the time it is an impossibility and you go through the tortures of the damned, once you have met it and lived through it you find that forever after you are freer than you ever were before. If you … Continue reading Quote for Today: Eleanor Roosevelt
Quote for Today: Eudora Welty
Writing a story or a novel is one way of discovering sequence in experience, of stumbling upon cause and effect in the happenings of a writer's own life. This has been the case with me. Connections slowly emerge. Like distant landmarks you are approaching, cause and effect begin to align themselves, draw closer together. Experiences … Continue reading Quote for Today: Eudora Welty
Quote for Today: Daphne DuMaurier
I wish there could have been an invention that bottled up a memory, like perfume, and it never faded, never got stale. Then whenever I wanted to, I could uncork that bottle and live the memory all over again. --Daphne DuMaurier, Rebecca Image © Juan Antonio Segal with CCLicense
