#nin

The history of learning amounts to a history of specialization. ↗

— Beryl Smalley

#specialization #age

All any of us wanted, really, was to know that we counted. That someone else's life would not have been as rich without us here. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#love #meaning #life

At a certain age [...] you start thinking you might have learned something when you were young if you hadn't already been so smart. ↗

— Mark Jenkins

#learning #old #young #age

A Sad Child You're sad because you're sad. It's psychic. It's the age. It's chemical. Go see a shrink or take a pill, or hug your sadness like an eyeless doll you need to sleep. Well, all children are sad but some get over it. Count your blessings. Better than that, buy a hat. Buy a coat or pet. Take up dancing to forget. Forget what? Your sadness, your shadow, whatever it was that was done to you the day of the lawn party when you came inside flushed with the sun, your mouth sulky with sugar, in your new dress with the ribbon and the ice-cream smear, and said to yourself in the bathroom, I am not the favourite child My darling, when it comes right down to it and the light fails and the fog rolls in and you're trapped in your overturned body under a blanket or burning car, and the red flame is seeping out of you and igniting the tarmac beside your head or else the floor, or else the pillow, none of us is; or else we all are. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#atwood #burned #child #house #margaret

Age is no better, hardly so well, qualified for an instructor as youth, for it has not profited so much as it has lost. One may almost doubt if the wisest [hu]man has learned anything of absolute value by living. ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#ageing #learning #youth #age

I mean talk. Never forget that God is your friend. And like all friends, He longs to hear what's been happening in your life. Good or bad, whether it's been full of sorrow or anger, and even when you're questioning why terrible things have to happen. So I talk with him. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#friend #god #questioning #sorrow #talk

I could feel my anger dissipating as the miles went by--you can't run and stay mad! ↗

— Kathrine Switzer

#running #anger

Similarly with regard to truth, won't we say that a soul is maimed if it hates a voluntary falsehood, cannot endure to have one in itself, and is greatly angered when it exists in others, but is nonetheless content to accept an involuntary falsehood, isn't angry when it is caught being ignorant, and bears its lack of learning easily, wallowing in it like a pig? ↗

— Plato

#learning #truth #anger

By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#boasting #killing #rage #threats #warning

When a good man lends himself to the advocacy of slavery, he must, at least for a time, feel himself to be any where but at home, amongst his new thoughts, doctrines, and modes of reasoning. ↗

— Gerrit Smith

#advocacy #amongst #any #doctrines #feel