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  • #1
    Oriah Mountain Dreamer
    “It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
    It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
    It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
    I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
    It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.
    I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.
    I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
    It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
    It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
    It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
    I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.”
    Oriah Mountain Dreamer

  • #2
    Leo Tolstoy
    “Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them.”
    Leo Tolstoy

  • #3
    William Shakespeare
    “He that is thy friend indeed,
    He will help thee in thy need:
    If thou sorrow, he will weep;
    If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
    Thus of every grief in heart
    He with thee doth bear a part.
    These are certain signs to know
    Faithful friend from flattering foe.”
    William Shakespeare, The Passionate Pilgrim

  • #4
    Terry Pratchett
    “She heard him mutter, 'Can you take away this grief?'
    'I'm sorry,' she replied. 'Everyone asks me. And I would not do so even if I knew how. It belongs to you. Only time and tears take away grief; that is what they are for.”
    Terry Pratchett, I Shall Wear Midnight

  • #5
    Jodi Picoult
    “See, as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world, you are still in it. And the very act of living is a tide: at first it seems to make no difference at all, and then one day you look down and see how much pain has eroded.”
    Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper

  • #6
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “Even broken in spirit as he is, no one can feel more deeply than he does the beauties of nature. The starry sky, the sea, and every sight afforded by these wonderful regions, seems still to have the power of elevating his soul from earth. Such a man has a double existence: he may suffer misery, and be overwhelmed by disappointments; yet, when he has retired into himself, he will be like a celestial spirit that has a halo around him, within whose circle no grief or folly ventures.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #7
    S.C. Stephens
    “It was heartfelt, it was heartbreaking. It was extreme joy, it was bone-crushing grief. It was fiery hot, it was icy-cold. It was true love sprouting... it was true love dying.

    It's like we were both trying to hold onto something that was slipping through our fingers, and we didn't understand why.”
    S.C. Stephens, Thoughtless

  • #8
    Joan Didion
    “We are imperfect mortal beings, aware of that mortality even as we push it away, failed by our very complication, so wired that when we mourn our losses we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves. as we were. as we are no longer. as we will one day not be at all.”
    Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking

  • #9
    Orson Scott Card
    “Music isn't just a pleasure, a transient satisfaction. It's a need, a deep hunger; and when the music is right, it's joy. Love. A foretaste of heaven. A comfort in grief.

    Is it too much to think that perhaps God speaks to us sometimes through music?

    How, then, could I be so ungrateful as to refuse the message?”
    Orson Scott Card

  • #10
    Emily Giffin
    “In days that follow, I discover that anger is easier to handle than grief.”
    Emily Giffin, Heart of the Matter

  • #11
    Leigh Bardugo
    “The thought filled me with grief, grief for the dreams we'd shared, for the love I'd felt, for the hopeful girl I would never be again.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

  • #12
    Libba Bray
    “There is much asked and only so much I think I can or should answer, and so, in this post I would like to give a few thoughts on what seemed to be the overwhelming question: “WHY?”
    And here is the best answer I can give: Because.
    Because sometimes, life is damned unfair.
    Because sometimes, we lose people we love and it hurts deeply.
    Because sometimes, as the writer, you have to put your characters in harm’s way and be willing to go there if it is the right thing for your book, even if it grieves you to do it.
    Because sometimes there aren’t really answers to our questions except for what we discover, the meaning we assign them over time.
    Because acceptance is yet another of life’s “here’s a side of hurt” lessons and it is never truly acceptance unless it has cost us something to arrive there.
    Why, you ask? Because, I answer.
    Inadequate yet true.”
    Libba Bray

  • #13
    Cormac McCarthy
    “No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #14
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
    “Nothing, in truth, can ever replace a lost companion. Old comrades cannot be manufactured. There is nothing that can equal the treasure of so many shared memories, so many bad times endured together, so many quarrels, reconciliations, heartfelt impulses. Friendships like that cannot be reconstructed. If you plant an oak, you will hope in vain to sit soon under its shade.
    For such is life. We grow rich as we plant through the early years, but then come the years when time undoes our work and cuts down our trees. One by one our comrades deprive us of their shade, and within our mourning we always feel now the secret grief of growing old.
    If I search among my memories for those whose taste is lasting, if I write the balance sheet of the moments that truly counted, I surely find those that no fortune could have bought me. You cannot buy the friendship of a companion bound to you forever by ordeals endured together.”
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Wind, Sand and Stars

  • #15
    Christopher Paolini
    “I'll fight when needed, revel when there's an occasion, mourn when there is grief and die if my time comes...But I will not let anyone use me against my will.”
    Christopher Paolini, Eragon

  • #16
    Anne Lamott
    “Help" is a prayer that is always answered. It doesn't matter how you pray--with your head bowed in silence, or crying out in grief, or dancing. Churches are good for prayer, but so are garages and cars and mountains and showers and dance floors. Years ago I wrote an essay that began, "Some people think that God is in the details, but I have come to believe that God is in the bathroom.”
    Anne Lamott, Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith

  • #17
    Mitch Albom
    “Take any emotion—love for a woman, or grief for a loved one, or what I’m going through, fear and pain from a deadly illness. If you hold back on the emotions—if you don’t allow yourself to go all the way through them—you can never get to being detached, you’re too busy being afraid. You’re afraid of the pain, you’re afraid of the grief. You’re afraid of the vulnerability that loving entails. “But by throwing yourself into these emotions, by allowing yourself to dive in, all the way, over your head even, you experience them fully and completely. You know what pain is. You know what love is. You know what grief is. And only then can you say, ‘All right. I have experienced that emotion. I recognize that emotion. Now I need to detach from that emotion for a moment’.”
    Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life's Greatest Lesson

  • #18
    Rosamund Lupton
    “When I talk about unrequited love, most of you probably think about romantic love, but there are many other kinds of love that are not adequately returned, if they are returned at all. An angry adolescent may not love her mother back as her mother loves her; an abusive father doesn't return the innocent open love of his young child. But grief is the ultimate unrequieted love. However hard and however long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels...”
    Rosamund Lupton, Sister

  • #19
    Barbara Kingsolver
    “As long as I kept moving, my grief streamed out behind me like a swimmer's long hair in water. I knew the weight was there but it didn't touch me. Only when I stopped did the slick, dark stuff of it come floating around my face, catching my arms and throat till I began to drown. So I just didn't stop.”
    Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible

  • #20
    Kristina McMorris
    “It’s odd, isn’t it? People die every day and the world goes on like nothing happened. But when it’s a person you love, you think everyone should stop and take notice. That they ought to cry and light candles and tell you that you’re not alone.”
    Kristina McMorris, Letters from Home

  • #21
    Marie Lu
    “There's a conflicted look in Day's eyes, a joy and a grief, that makes him so vulnerable. I realize how little defense he has against my words. He loves so wholly. It is his nature.”
    Marie Lu, Champion

  • #22
    Emily Dickinson
    “I measure every Grief I meet
    With narrow, probing, Eyes;
    I wonder if It weighs like Mine,
    Or has an Easier size.

    I wonder if They bore it long,
    Or did it just begin?
    I could not tell the Date of Mine,
    It feels so old a pain.

    I wonder if it hurts to live,
    And if They have to try,
    And whether, could They choose between,
    It would not be, to die.

    I note that Some --
    gone patient long --
    At length, renew their smile.
    An imitation of a Light
    That has so little Oil.

    I wonder if when Years have piled,
    Some Thousands -- on the Harm
    Of early hurt -- if such a lapse
    Could give them any Balm;

    Or would they go on aching still
    Through Centuries above,
    Enlightened to a larger Pain
    By Contrast with the Love.

    The Grieved are many,
    I am told;
    The reason deeper lies, --
    Death is but one
    and comes but once,
    And only nails the eyes.

    There's Grief of Want
    and Grief of Cold, --
    A sort they call "Despair";
    There's Banishment from native Eyes,
    In sight of Native Air.

    And though I may not guess the kind
    Correctly, yet to me
    A piercing Comfort it affords
    In passing Calvary,

    To note the fashions of the Cross,
    And how they're mostly worn,
    Still fascinated to presume
    That Some are like My Own.”
    Emily Dickinson, I'm Nobody! Who Are You?

  • #23
    Gina Lake
    “A lot of things are inherent in life -change, birth, death, aging, illness, accidents, calamities, and losses of all kinds- but these events don't have to be the cause of ongoing suffering. Yes, these events cause grief and sadness, but grief and sadness pass, like everything else, and are replaced with other experiences. The ego, however, clings to negative thoughts and feelings and, as a result, magnifies, intensifies, and sustains those emotions while the ego overlooks the subtle feelings of joy, gratitude, excitement, adventure, love, and peace that come from Essence. If we dwelt on these positive states as much as we generally dwell on our negative thoughts and painful emotions, our lives would be transformed.”
    Gina Lake, What About Now?: Reminders for Being in the Moment

  • #24
    Catherynne M. Valente
    “Readers will always insist on adventures, and though you can have grief without adventures, you cannot have adventures without grief.”
    Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making

  • #25
    Philip K. Dick
    “Grief reunites you with what you've lost. It's a merging; you go with the loved thing or person that's going away. You follow it a far as you can go.

    But finally,the grief goes away and you phase back into the world. Without him.

    And you can accept that. What the hell choice is there? You cry, you continue to cry, because you don't ever completely come back from where you went with him -- a fragment broken off your pulsing, pumping heart is there still. A cut that never heals.

    And if, when it happens to you over and over again in life, too much of your heart does finally go away, then you can't feel grief any more. And then you yourself are ready to die. You'll walk up the inclined ladder and someone else will remain behind grieving for you.”
    Philip K. Dick, Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said

  • #26
    Lydia Davis
    “Heart weeps.
    Head tries to help heart.
    Head tells heart how it is, again:
    You will lose the ones you love. They will all go. But even the earth will go, someday.
    Heart feels better, then.
    But the words of head do not remain long in the ears of heart.
    Heart is so new to this.
    I want them back, says heart.
    Head is all heart has.
    Help, head. Help heart.”
    Lydia Davis, Varieties of Disturbance

  • #27
    Robert Goolrick
    “I know that it's easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is too often merely relentless and irreversible.”
    Robert Goolrick, The End of the World as We Know It: Scenes from a Life

  • #28
    Markus Zusak
    “It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on, coughing and searching, and finding.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #29
    Osho
    “To be creative means to be in love with life. You can be creative only if you love life enough that you want to enhance its beauty, you want to bring a little more music to it, a little more poetry to it, a little more dance to it.”
    Osho

  • #30
    Mercedes Lackey
    “The great love is gone. There are still little loves - friend to friend, brother to sister, student to teacher. Will you deny yourself comfort at the hearthfire of a cottage because you may no longer sit by the fireplace of a palace? Will you deny yourself to those who reach out to you in hopes of warming themselves at your hearthfire?”
    Mercedes Lackey, Magic's Pawn



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