Top 100 Quotes About Engle
#1. Rob Engle and I are concerned with extracting useful implications from economic data, and so the properties of the data are of particular importance.
#2. We did not have a television while I was growing up, and so I read voraciously. My earliest memory of being utterly transfixed by a book was Madeleine L'Engle's 'A Wrinkle in Time.'
#3. The folks I read as a kid really set me up. I owe a huge debt to Ray Bradbury and Madeleine L'Engle.
#4. writes Madeleine L'Engle, "in kairos we are completely un-self-conscious and yet paradoxically far more real than we can ever be when we are constantly checking our watches for chronological time."10
#5. With every fragment of rock that fall from me, I can hear the voice of Marianne Engle. I love you. Aishiteru. Ego amo te. Ti amo. Eg elska pig. Ich liebe dich. It is moving across time, coming to me in every language of the world, and it sounds like pure love.
#6. Madeleine L'Engle said, "the great thing about getting older is that you don't lose all the other ages you've been."58 I think the same is true for churches. Each one stays with us, even after we've left, adding layer after layer to the palimpsest of our faith.
#7. You'll be amazed how much you have in common with Edith Wharton (who struggled to feel worthy of success), Louisa May Alcott (who badly needed money), Madaleine L'Engle (who could have papered an entire house with her rejection letters) and other writers...
#8. I'm from the Madeleine L'Engle school. The more she delves into science, the more she knows there's a creator who's behind these amazing laws, these amazing events. The symmetry of nature, the structure and order of it.
#9. There are many types of economic data, but the type considered by Rob Engle and myself is know as time series.
#10. I love Chris Crutcher, Sara Zarr, Lois Lowry, Elizabeth Scott, Madeleine L'Engle, Gordon Korman, Michelle Magorian, Heather Bouwman.
#11. I loved Madeleine L'Engle as a child - 'A Wrinkle in Time.'
#12. We human beings grow through our failures, not our virtues.
#13. But we know that just because we want something does not mean that we will get what we want,
#14. In my tadpole stage I was delivered to Metron Ariston and transmogrified, and here am I. My name is Sporos, by the way, and I do not like your thinking names like mouse-creature and shrimp-thing at me.
#15. Ah," she said, "that's ever so much better," and took both boots and shook them out over the sink. "My stomach is full and I'm warm inside and out and it's time I went home.
#16. Unlearning is the choice, conscious or unconscious, of any real artist. And it is the true sign of maturity.
#17. The primary needs can be filled without language. We can eat, sleep, make love, build a house, bear children, without language. But we cannot ask questions. We cannot ask, 'Who am I? Who are you? Why?
#18. I can't understand
why dark northern soldiers
and light ones
are seperated into different brigades.
The dead are all buried together
in hasty mass graves,
bones touching.
#19. If the artist reflects only his own culture, then his works will die with that culture. But if his works reflect the eternal and universal, they will revive.
#20. Oh, girl, not woman, more than child, Which of us two is the more wild? So
#21. If we are to be aware of life while we are living it, we must have the courage to relinquish our hard-earned control of ourselves.
#22. The discipline of creation, be it to paint, compose, write, is an effort towards wholeness.
#23. You mean you're comparing our lives to a sonnet? A strict form, but freedom within it? Yes. Mrs. Whatsit said. You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. What you say is completely up to you.
#24. Anger is not bitterness. Bitterness can go on eating at a man's heart and mind forever. Anger spends itself in its own time.
#25. Jesus was not a theologian. He was a God who told stories.
#26. Embracing her now would have been like trying to hug a sunbeam
#27. There is in God, some say, a deep but dazzling darkness.
#28. Accepting that we are angry is a healthy and appropriate response as long as we don't get stuck in it. Acknowledging it is one way of going through it.
#29. On a planet that has given in... you must prepare to be very strong.
#30. We don't want to feel less when we have finished a book; we want to feel that new possibilities of being have been opened to us. We don't want to close a book with a sense that life is totally unfair and that there is no light in the darkness; we want to feel that we have been given illumination.
#31. Matter and energy are the same thing, that size is an illusion, and that time is a material substance.
#32. When I took over the Writers' Workshop, it was one little class and there were eight students. All of them, brilliantly untalented ... I had an absolute vision after the first workshop meeting.
#33. The concentration of a small child at play is analogous to the concentration of the artist of any discipline. In real play, which is real concentration, the child is not only outside time, he is outside himself.
#34. Integrity, like humility, is a quality which vanishes the moment we are conscious of it in ourselves. We see it only in others.
#35. It seemed to travel with her, to sweep her aloft in the power of song, so that she was moving in glory among the stars, and for a moment she, too, felt that the words Darkness and Light had no meaning, and only this melody was real.
#36. Creativity comes from accepting that you're not safe, from being absolutely aware, and from letting go of control. It's a matter of seeing everything - even when you want to shut your eyes.
#37. In the act of creativity, the artist lets go the self-control which he normally clings to and is open to riding the wind.
#38. Goodbyes are not easy, but I'm ready to move on. I'm not reluctant, Emma, not holding back. I don't have answers to the questions, but I have some good questions. I have loved life, but I believe that life is to be loved, it is a gift.
#39. Well, I think you're handsome,
#40. Every Christmas should begin with the sound of bells, and when I was a child mine always did. But they were sleigh bells, not church bells, for we lived in a part of Cedar Rapids, Iowa, where there were no churches.
#41. I don't understand the whole thrilling verse, but I love the way poetry turns ordinary words into winged things that rise up and soar!
#42. The old life is gone, my days are new,
but time is still a mystery
of wishes, and this sad, confusing fragrance.
- Rosa
#43. When we make ourselves vulnerable, we do open ourselves to pain, sometimes excruciating pain. The more people we love, the more we are liable to be hurt, and not only by the people we love, but for the people we love.
#44. Now the red eyes and the light above seemed to bore into Charles, and again the pupils fo the little boy's eyes contracted. When the final point of black was lost in blue he turned away from the red eyes, looked at Meg, and smiled sweetly, but the smile was not Charles Wallaces smile.
#45. IT was the most horrible, the most repellent thing she had ever seen, far more nauseating then anything she had ever imagined with her consious mind, or that had ever tormented her in her most terrible nightmares.
#46. When will you come
and how will you come
and will we be ready
#47. In art, either as creators or participators, we are helped to remember some of the glorious things we have forgotten, and some of the terrible things we were asked to endure ...
#48. We are a generation which is crying loudly to tear down all structure in order to find freedom, and discovering, when order is demolished, that instead of freedom we have death.
#49. Artists ... all have a need that cannot be met by another human being.
#50. Sometimes idiosyncrasies which used to be irritating become endearing, part of the complexity of a partner who has become woven deep into our own selves.
#51. If you don't recount your family history, it will be lost. Honor your own stories and tell them too. The tales may not seem very important, but they are what binds families and makes each of us who we are.
#52. My dear, I'm seldom sure of anything. Life at best is a precarious business, and we aren't told that difficult or painful things won't happen, just that it matters. It matters not just to us but to the entire universe.
#53. Nothing really important in life is in the realm of provable fact.
#54. We do have to use our minds as far as they will take us, yet acknowledging that they cannot take us all the way.
#55. With our human limitations we're not always able to understand the explanations.
#56. Don't be afraid ... " We need this reassurance. Even for those of us who believe implicitly in angels, to be confronted by one is an awesome thing."
#57. Your intuition and your intellect should be working together ... making love. That's how it works best.
#58. Books are door-shaped portals carrying me across oceans and centuries, helping me feel less along.
#59. There is little character or loveliness in the face of someone who has shunned risk, avoided suffering and rejected life
#60. We cannot always cry at the right time
and who is to say which time is right?
#61. It is ... through the world of the imagination which takes us beyond the restrictions of provable fact, that we touch the hem of truth.
#62. That is, many times we're not risking our own money, we're risking somebody else's money, or maybe that someone is going to back stop or downside, but we still get the upside.
#63. Maybe the job of the artist is to see through all of this strangeness to what really is, and that takes a lot of courage and a strong faith in the validity of the artistic vision even if there is not a conscious faith in God.
#64. A great painting or symphony or play, doesn't diminish us, but enlarges us, and we, too, want to make our own cry of affirmation to the power of Creation behind the Universe ..
#65. When a character wants to do one thing and I want him to do another, the character is usually right.
#66. From the shoulders, slowly a pair of wings unfolded, wings made of rainbows, of light upon water, of poetry.
Calvin fell to his knees.
"No," Mrs. Whatsit said, though her voice was not Mrs. Whatsit's voice. "Not to me Calvin. Never to me. Stand up.
#67. Because of the very nature of the world as it is today, our children receive in school a heavy load of scientific and analytic subjects, so it is in their reading for fun, for pleasure, that they must be guided into creativity.
#68. There was no light. The darkness was deep and there was no dazzle.
#69. The medieval mystics say the true image and the true real met once and for all on the cross: once and for all: and yet they still meet daily.
#70. I hate it!" Charles Wallace cried passionately. "I hate the Dark Thing!
#71. Refuse the council of despair! Don't live by the statistics, live according to the prophetic word!
#72. The artist cannot hold back; it is impossible, because writing, or any other discipline of art, involves participation in suffering, in the ills and the occasional stabbing joys that come from being part of the human drama.
#73. Detachment and involvement: the artist must have both. The link between them is compassion. It has taken me over fifty years to get a glimmer of what this means.
#74. What happened to California will release a spirit that is more demonic than Islam, a spirit of lawlessness and anarchy. And a sexual insanity will be unleashed into the Earth.
#75. Ananda: that joy without which the universe will fall apart and collapse.
#76. The child is aware of unlimited potential, and this munificence is one of the joys of creativity.
Those of use who struggle in our own ways, small or great, trickles or rivers, to create, are constantly having to unlearn what the world would teach us...
#77. If you pay attention to where your exposures are, you might tend up buying credit default swaps against a variety of people that you - companies that you deal with.
#78. But I did feel, and passionately, that it wasn't fair of God to give us brains enough to ask the ultimate questions if he didn't intend to teach us the answers.
#79. It's not my brain that's writing the book, it's these hands of mine.
#80. We're not peculiar."
"Oh, yes, you are. Don't you realize that in my world my parents are peculiar because they'd never been divorced? Basically because it would have been too much trouble. But you live in a world where not only are your parents not divorced, they appear to love each other
#81. Don't try to comprehend with your mind. Your minds are very limited. Use your intuition.
#82. Inspiration more often comes during the work than before it, because the largest part of the job of an artist is to listen to the work.
#83. The years rolled their brutal course down the hill of time. Still poor, my clothes still smelling of the horse barn, still writing those doubtful poems where too much emotion clashed with too many words.
#84. I think we're supposed to ask too much of each other; otherwise, nothing would ever get done.
#85. Poets are born knowing the language of angels.
#86. The virgin birth has never been a major stumbling block in my struggle with Christianity; it's far less mind boggling than the Power of all Creation stooping so low as to become one of us.
#87. If a lot of people feel like this company is undervalued and go out and buy the stock, the stock price will go up reflecting the higher value of this company. You might have information because you trade with them or because you've done some research on them.
#88. One foggy night I was walking the dogs down the lane and heard the geese, very close overhead, calling, calling, their marvellous strange cry, as they flew by. I think that is what our own best prayer must sound like when we send it up to heaven.
#89. Women in Jesus' day were less than second-class citizens.
#90. But maybe it's up in the hills under the leaves or in a ditch somewhere. Maybe it's never found. But what you find, whatever you find, is always only part of the missing, and writing is the way the poet finds out what it is he found.
#91. Revival is the eruption of God's heart on a life poured out.
#92. Love is the one surprise.
#93. I wanted to write poetry almost a little more than I wanted to eat.
#94. We are all broken, we human creatures, and to pretend we're not is to inhibit healing.
#95. Truth is what is true, and it's not necessarily factual. Truth and fact are not the same thing. Truth does not contradict or deny facts, but it goes through and beyond facts. This is something that it is very difficult for some people to understand. Truth can be dangerous.
#96. There is a tremendous amount of farting in prison.
#97. My heart drums with gratitude.
My thoughts sing
with hope.
#98. One reason nearly half my books are for children is the glorious fact that the minds of children are still open to the living word; in the child, nightside and sunside are not yet separated; fantasy contains truths which cannot be stated in terms of proof.
#99. Life ... is like a sonnet: You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself.
#100. In art we are once again able to do all the things we have forgotten; we are able to walk on water; we speak to the angels who call us; we move, unfettered, among the stars.
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