Joey > Joey's Quotes

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
― Mary Oliver

“And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“Most of my life, I have felt like an outsider, never quite fitting in, and truth be told, I rather like it that way.”
― John Mark Green

“The thing about loving someone is - you don't get to do it with conditions attached.”
― Saxon James, Roommate Arrangement

“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art -- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.”
― Neil Gaiman

“Where My Books Go

All the words that I gather,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
Till they come where your sad, sad
heart is,
And sing to you in the night,
Beyond where the waters are moving,
Storm darkened or starry bright.”
― W.B. Yeats

“I have known a great many troubles, but most of them never happened.”
― Mark Twain

“Putting yourselves in harm's way is a dumb decision. I am preventing you from dying of dumbassery. You're welcome.”
― Eden Finley

“The world is violent and mercurial--it will have its way with you. We are saved only by love--love for each other and the love that we pour into the art we feel compelled to share: being a parent; being a writer; being a painter; being a friend. We live in a perpetually burning building, and what we must save from it, all the time, is love.”
― Tennessee Williams

“To be Irish is to know that in the end the world will break your heart.”
― Daniel Patrick Moynihan

“If there were only three Irishmen in the world you'd find two of them in a corner talking about the other.”
― BRANDAN ARAOZ MARIA

“Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy.”
― William Butler Yeats

“When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious.”
― Edna O'Brien

“Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet