Transmuting Life Into Art Quotes

#1. When you live by the demands and supply of life, your life becomes easily predictable.

Sunday Adelaja

#2. To be loved equally," I continued, "is somehow to be loved less. To be loved uniquely - for one's own special self - is to be loved as much as we need to be loved.

Adele Faber

#3. He who acknowledges a kindness has it still, and he who has a grateful sense of it has requited it.

Marcus Tullius Cicero

#4. Despair is deep. An abyss that swallows dreams. A wall at the world's end. Behind it I await death. Because all our work has come to this.

Catherine Fisher

#5. Man was created to praise, reverence, and serve God our Lord and in this way to save his soul. The other things on Earth were created for man's use, to help him reach the end for which he was created.

Saint Ignatius

#6. You know what they say, if you make atleast one friend on your first day you're doing okay

Stephen Chbosky

#7. An English girl might well believe
that time is how you spend your love.

Nick Laird

#8. Forget all feuds, and shed one English tear
O'er English dust. A broken heart lies here.

Thomas B. Macaulay

#9. Two lords and an archduke had asked her to marry them, and so, she wrote to me in outrage, had Solya.
Can you imagine? I told him I thought he was a lunatic, and he said he would live in hope. Alosha laughed for ten minutes without stopping except to cough when I told her ...

Naomi Novik

#10. If you like making love at midnight in the dunes of the cape, you're the love that I've looked for, come with me and escape.

Rupert Holmes

#11. The character of God is today, and always will be, exactly what it was in Bible times.

J.I. Packer

#12. Judgment of the people in the situation is not helpful. How can you help them is the question.

Russell Simmons

#13. The happiest moments of my childhood were spent on my grandmother's front porch in Durham, N.C., or at her sister's farmhouse in Orange County, where chickens paraded outside the kitchen's screen door and hams were cured in the smokehouse.

Andre Leon Talley

#14. My old man always told me to retrace my steps, but what's the point if I can't remember where my feet are, let alone my footsteps...

Jonathan Dunne