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Read through the most famous quotes by topic #los




Life is a book. We fill the pages.


Victoria Valentine


#love #philosophy #romance #life

Ideas that require people to reorganize their picture of the world provoke hostility.


James Gleick


#chaos-theory #life #mathematics #paradigm #paradigm-shift

I surround myself with things that make me happy. Why? Because ... it makes me happy.


Kelly Epperson


#life #philosophy #life

The whole war between the atheist and the theist comes down to this: the atheist believes a 'what' created the universe; the theist believes a 'who' created the universe.


Criss Jami


#atheism #atheist #beginning #belief #cause

There are times when wisdom cannot be found in the chambers of parliament or the halls of academia but at the unpretentious setting of the kitchen table.


E.A. Bucchianeri


#humility #kitchen #kitchen-table #parliament #philosophical

To live your life afraid of others and deny them a chance to come close is to not live at all.


Heather Marie Adkins


#supernatural-powers #the-temple #life

Learn how to think a few moves ahead at once. In life, if you can anticipate the human mind, you can anticipate all possible futures.


Lionel Suggs


#life-philosophy #possibility #strategy #inspirational

The call to the creative life is a call to dignity, to a life of vulnerability and adventure and the call to a life that exquisite excitement and indeed ecstasy will often visit.


John O'Donohue


#religion #spirituality #life

There are no free lunches in philosophy any more than in real life.


Jaegwon Kim


#life

MOTHER – By Ted Kooser Mid April already, and the wild plums bloom at the roadside, a lacy white against the exuberant, jubilant green of new grass and the dusty, fading black of burned-out ditches. No leaves, not yet, only the delicate, star-petaled blossoms, sweet with their timeless perfume. You have been gone a month today and have missed three rains and one nightlong watch for tornadoes. I sat in the cellar from six to eight while fat spring clouds went somersaulting, rumbling east. Then it poured, a storm that walked on legs of lightning, dragging its shaggy belly over the fields. The meadowlarks are back, and the finches are turning from green to gold. Those same two geese have come to the pond again this year, honking in over the trees and splashing down. They never nest, but stay a week or two then leave. The peonies are up, the red sprouts, burning in circles like birthday candles, for this is the month of my birth, as you know, the best month to be born in, thanks to you, everything ready to burst with living. There will be no more new flannel nightshirts sewn on your old black Singer, no birthday card addressed in a shaky but businesslike hand. You asked me if I would be sad when it happened and I am sad. But the iris I moved from your house now hold in the dusty dry fists of their roots green knives and forks as if waiting for dinner, as if spring were a feast. I thank you for that. Were it not for the way you taught me to look at the world, to see the life at play in everything, I would have to be lonely forever.


Ted Kooser


#healing #loss #mothers #life






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