Elyne Quotes

#1. There was some rhythm, some ecstasy in this dance of flight that expressed the fact that happiness which touches depths and rises beyond physical confines is as old as consciousness, yet ever renewed, and is like the glorying flight of the birds

Elyne Mitchell

#2. All the love of the high, wild places, all the amazing joy in being alive sounded in his voice

Elyne Mitchell

#3. For God took a handful of blizzard snow, blew on it and created the horse.

Elyne Mitchell

#4. Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went bounding on and on, right on the spine of the world, thrust out against the night sky

Elyne Mitchell

#5. On the second Thursday of the month, Mrs. Dombrowski brings her dead husband to our therapy group.

Jodi Picoult

#6. I don't understand German myself. I learned it at school, but forgot every word of it two years after I had left, and have felt much better ever since.

Jerome K. Jerome

#7. My father was a proudly antisocial man who spent most of his time at a typewriter, reflecting negatively on his neighbors and society, throwing in things like "Goddamn it, you've got to be kind." The emphasis was on the Goddamn it. He was proud of the fact that I had no friends

Mark Vonnegut

#8. Almost anything can be managed if one simply goes about it properly.

Rachel Neumeier

#9. People often say women want to be loved. But they really want much more. Many women want to bear children; and their very being wants to give children life. She often desires men just as a key to the child that is in her to give life to.

Kahlil Gibran

#10. A long shaft of light came down from the sun behind the clouds and fell on the rearing, striking horses so that Thowra was the glittering foam on a waterfall, was quicksilver held for a dazzling moment in the shape of a horse, but a horse that was never still

Elyne Mitchell

#11. We were outplayed in every facet of the game

Michael Clarke

#12. One seems to believe almost all that they believe; and when they stop short and call it a Religion, and you pass on, and call it only a reminiscence of one, should you not part with the kiss of peace?

Thomas Carlyle

#13. Here, also, the future was cried aloud by the wind through the rocks, so that all those who heard would shiver, and then the liquid spring song of the thrush would make all the beauty of moonlight and sunlight blend together, making it true, so true, that happiness must come again

Elyne Mitchell

#14. Being aware sucks.

Susane Colasanti

#15. Life and summer are fleeting,' sang the bird. 'Snow and dark, and the winter comes. Nothing remains the same.

Elyne Mitchell

#16. The oncoming night was filled with the mystery of unknown places and of distance, of things that happened long ago and happenings yet to com

Elyne Mitchell

#17. Dreams were dreams; only one facet of what might be the truth of the world

Elyne Mitchell

#18. The exercise of power is determined by thousands of interactions between the world of the powerful and that of the powerless, all the more so because these worlds are never divided by a sharp line: everyone has a small part of himself in both.

Vaclav Havel

#19. There's no excuse, it's just an opportunity that presented in a limited way and that happened and as soon as the press rang me I didn't deny it I just said 'that's it' and I had to go home and explain it.

John Prescott

#20. The two stormtroopers might not have been tactically sophisticated, but they had been good shots.

Alan Dean Foster

#21. Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape of a horse - came the Silver Stallion. Wild, beautiful, and free as the wind he came, from one kingdom to another, Thowra

Elyne Mitchell

#22. When a writer is able to experience the whole range of human emotions, from deep depressions to glorious highs, it creates a whole inventory of feelings and musings from which they can choose and infuse into their words and characters.

David Perry

#23. We can't change the world overnight, Reesa. But we begin by changing the way we choose to live in it.

Susan Carol McCarthy