Top 34 Kephart Quotes
#1. I know another New York Times bestselling author - Beth Kephart - she self-published one of her books.
Caroline Leavitt
#2. To equip a pedestrian with shelter, bedding, utensils, food, and other necessities, in a pack so light and small that he can carry it without overstrain, is really a fine art.
Horace Kephart
#3. Here's another change I've noticed: The dark is more than the sun dropping off, more than the moon and the stars. It's what you can't see that you hope you will see, what hasn't been that might be.
Beth Kephart
#4. The hemlock tree is named spruce-pine, while spruce is he-balsam, balsam itself is she-balsam, laurel is ivy, and rhododendron is laurel.
Horace Kephart
#5. You may loan your last dollar to a friend; but never loan him your axe, unless you are certain that he knows how to use it.
Horace Kephart
#6. Maybe all that matters is that they love each other, still, the way people who have known each other will always love each other.
Beth Kephart
#7. Knicks and dull edges are abominations, so use knives and hatchets for nothing but they were made for.
Horace Kephart
#9. Have you ever watched a leaf leave a tree? It falls upward first, and then it drifts toward the ground, just as I find myself drifting towards you.
Beth Kephart
#10. The man with the knapsack is never lost. No matter whither he may stray, his food and shelter are right with him, and home is wherever he may choose to stop.
Horace Kephart
#11. I believe friends enclose us, like a pair of parentheses. Each one knows us differently, each sustains us in a different way.
Beth Kephart
#12. The man who goes afoot, prepared to camp anywhere and in any weather, is the most independent fellow on earth.
Horace Kephart
#13. In the school of the woods, there is no graduation day.
Horace Kephart
#14. Forgiveness, which is the place that every story turns, the chance we give each other.
Beth Kephart
#15. Nature is not the number-one mystery, I've learned. It's the heart that takes top honors.
Beth Kephart
#17. Nothing erodes [a mother's love]. It is not sand on a beach. It is the nuclear heart of things-hard as the rock of this earth.
Beth Kephart
#18. How do you know when an apology is true - when it means something, or can change something, or will last outside the moment?
Beth Kephart
#20. Step out from behind the words. When you're a writer you can imagine that the words speak for you and are you, but they're not. You are this living breathing bad hair day kind of person.
Beth Kephart
#21. I'd have given any- thing to know how Mom and Dad were, but you can't ask your parents such questions. You have to wait for them to tell you what it is that will happen next ...
Beth Kephart
#22. It is one of the blessings of wilderness life that it shows us how few things we need in order to be perfectly happy.
Horace Kephart
#23. I'd thought he was stars and then I'd thought he was a fox. I had thought I'd been alone, but I hadn't.
Beth Kephart
#24. Words are the weights which hold our history in place.
Beth Kephart
#25. You obsess (but of course you obsess) until the joy is gone from that thing you'd loved, until your fury overwhelms your passion, until you no longer know how to sit with your back against a tree and write poetry that no one will ever see.
Beth Kephart
#26. His client needs him, he says. Needs him? But isn't he needed at home?
Beth Kephart
#27. ...no one really wants to hear from an Autumn Court reject who would like to offer his services. 'I'm here to help' didn't exactly work in their favor the last time.
Putting it lightly, I really didn't think this move through. I never said I was a genius.
Allana Kephart
#28. A man can stand almost any hardship by day, and be none the worse for it, provided he gets a comfortable nights rest; but without sound sleep he will soon go to pieces, no matter how gritty he may be.
Horace Kephart
#29. Were there language, I'd be my own lone letter.
Beth Kephart
#30. The night before, I'd gone overboard with my Lila poems, and maybe it's true that I was hoping that in them he'd see the genius of me, the beauty of my words in his hands.
Beth Kephart
#31. You know how a river goes on and on? That's my love for you.
Beth Kephart
#32. Imagine music gushing down the hollow places in your bones, and making you liquid, and giving you speed. Imagine music turning your body into a song.
Beth Kephart
#33. You aren't happy," Estela says.
"I can't be happy," I say.
"Look at me, Kenzie."
"I'm looking at you, Estela."
"Do you know your own heart?"
"I don't know anything."
"Go," she says, "and think. And don't come back until you know.
Beth Kephart
#34. In high school, my desire for friendship far outweighed my talent for it.
Beth Kephart
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