#pro

I never had any doubts about my abilities. I knew I could write. I just had to figure out how to eat while doing this. [Cormac McCarthy's Venomous Fiction, New York Times, April 19, 1992] ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#author-quotes #creative-process #earning-a-living #gift #humor

By 1975 sexual feeling and marriage will have nothing to do with each other. ↗

— John Langdon-Davies

#sex #marriage

I think of discipline as the continual everyday process of helping a child learn self-discipline. ↗

— Fred Rogers

#continual #discipline #everyday #helping #i

Each store will fulfil some of your needs, but no individual store can meet all of your needs. Learning how to set realistic expectations now and in future relationships requires you to examine each of the existing stores to see what they can offer. ↗

— Janet Crain

#relationships #self-help-book #self-improvement #inspirational

The real strength of the rose bush is not in the flowers but in the roots and the branches. ↗

— Dorcas Kareithi

#thought-provoking #inspirational

Even when we do not actively participate in our destiny, we are still on a chosen path. Life has a way of making decisions for us. ↗

— Nina Guilbeau

#life-lessons #self-help #self-improvement #thought-provoking #thoughtful

GIVING - Applied tithing is so rewarding. When you give away your time, talent, and treasures you create a huge shift in your prosperity consciousness. So start where you are as you reach for where it is you want to be. ↗

— Lisa Washington

#inspiration #motivation #muse-seekers #poets #self-help

Make your problems become opportunities instead of obstacles. ↗

— Ifeanyi Enoch Onuoha

#author #goodreads #google #inspirational #life

Revolution in Love’. Can you tell me what you mean by that? Do you want free love as against bourgeois marriage, or monogamy as against bourgeois promiscuity? ↗

— Milan Kundera

#love #marriage #monogamy #promiscuity #life

Maybe he was as mad as he said he was, but she could see only a species of miserable fright. Suddenly, like the thud of a boxing glove on her mouth, she saw how close to the edge of everything he was. The agency was tottering, that was bad enough, and now, on top of that, like a grisly dessert following a putrid main course, his marriage was tottering too. She felt a rush of warmth for him, for this man she had sometimes hated and had, for the last three hours at least, feared. A kind of epiphany filled her. Most of all, she hoped he would always think he had been as mad as hell, and not . . . not the way his face said he felt. ↗

— Stephen King

#marriage