#living

A certain slightly cruel disregard for the feelings of living people is simply part of the package. I think a writer, if he's any good, is not an entirely benign entity in the world. ↗

— Michael Cunningham

#benign #certain #cruel #disregard #entirely

I just thank God I can make a living doing something I enjoy as much as I do playing music. ↗

— Charlie Daniels

#enjoy #god #i #i can #i do

See with your mind, Speak with your heart, Touch with your eyes, Love with your entire being. ↗

— B.J. Neblett

#elysian-dreams #heart #living #living-life #love

I love living in Michigan, which has been great for my kids and my family. ↗

— Jeff Daniels

#family #great #i #i love #kids

When I was living in New York and didn't have a penny to my name, I would walk around the streets and occasionally I would see an alcove or something. And I'd think, that'll be good, that'll be a good spot for me when I'm homeless. ↗

— Larry David

#good #homeless #i #living #me

Ideologies do not map the complete living processes of a World. ↗

— William Irwin Thompson

#ideologies #living #map #processes #world

I'm easy driving, But I'm not a person who loves living pleasantly above all else. I'm not that way at all. I might think I'm that, but I'm not really that. ↗

— Ray Davies

#driving #easy #else #i #living

I went to Concord, a young woman from the backwoods, firm in belief that Emerson was the first of living men. He was the modern Moses who had talked with God apart and could interpret Him to us. ↗

— Rebecca Harding Davis

#belief #concord #could #emerson #firm

But one does not make living writing poetry unless you're a professor, and one frankly doesn't get a lot of girls as a poet. ↗

— Jeffery Deaver

#frankly #get #living #lot #make

I have at least the whole of my life to answer a question: Who am I? And who is the other? A gust of wind at dawn? A motionless landscape? A trembling leaf? A coil of white smoke above a mountain? I write all these words and I hear the wind, not outside, but inside my head. A strong wind, it rattles the shutters through which I enter the dream. ↗

— Tahar Ben Jelloun

#life-and-living #self-awareness #the-sand-child #dreams