Paper Folding Quotes

#1. He looked like a man who was turning into paper, folding himself into origami angles, fragile and friable and prone to crumple.

Alex Beecroft

#2. The woman in whose body I had grown, in whose house I'd been raised was, in some vital ways, a stranger to me. I'd gone thirty years without ascribing her any more dimension than the paper dollies I'd played with as a girl with the pasted on smiles and the folding tab dresses.

Kate Morton

#3. There is something very sensual about a letter. The physical contact of pen to paper, the time set aside to focus thoughts, the folding of the paper into the envelope, licking it closed, addressing it, a chosen stamp, and then the release of the letter to the mailbox - are all acts of tenderness.

Terry Tempest Williams

#4. I read with the pure, exhilarating greed of readers sixteen, seventeen years old;

Annie Dillard

#5. I'm folding my emotions like a piece of paper - a tiny square, into a tiny square, into a tiny square. When they're folded up enough I can leave them in a corner of my mind somewhere, to be forgotten.

Tarryn Fisher

#6. In our post-9/11 world, our Nation's military deserves, at least the same access to institutions of higher education that any other major employer might enjoy.

Mike Rogers

#7. I would like to know that when I read the paper in the morning, it's telling me something that actually happened, and I think the vast majority of journalists want the same thing.

Alan Alda

#8. We ourselves are the substance we withdraw to, not from, as we pull our overextended and misplaced creative energy back into our own core.

Julia Cameron

#9. Green grass, green grandstands, green concession stalls, green paper cups, green folding chairs and visors for sale, green and white ropes, green-topped Georgia pines. If justice were poetic, Hubert Green would win it every year.

John Updike

#10. She was a fuckin' angel, and I was the devil ready to break her from the magnificence.

Nashoda Rose

#11. You are the makers of your own fortunes. You make yourselves suffer, you make good and evil, and it is you who put your hands before your eyes and say it is dark. Take your hands away and see the light.

Swami Vivekananda

#12. My interpreter Sayuri is folding a piece of notebook paper. She is at step 21, where the crane's body is inflated. The directions show a tiny puff besides an arrow pointing at the bird. It makes sense if you already know what to do. Otherwise, it's wonderfully surreal: Put a cloud inside a bird.

Mary Roach

#13. I have dipped into Ian McEwan and so on. I tend not to stick with one writer. But I dip in here and there.

John Gimlette