Wild Iris Quotes

#1. Hmm, What did I love? I think all the scents. Mama's lilac trees, and the wild iris in the fields, and rain on the breeze on a hot day. Apple and pear blossoms. The hay just cut. The mix of odors in the barn when the sunlight was shafting through the cracks in the boards, heating everything up.

Jane Smiley

#2. What in your life is calling you, When all the noise is silenced, The meetings adjourned ... The lists laid aside, And the Wild Iris blooms By itself In the dark forest ... What still pulls on your soul?

Rumi

#3. There's something backward about living in a place so obsessed with the past; it's like everyone's given up on the idea of a future.

Lauren Oliver

#4. One of the best lessons we can learn is humility. You should define your material possessions; they shouldn't define you. #

Celso Cukierkorn

#5. Things may never be the same again ...

Peter Paphides

#6. Had he ever lost his heart so much to something, had he ever loved any person thus, thus blindly, thus sufferingly, thus unsuccessfully, and yet thus happily?

Hermann Hesse

#7. I'm not designed to interact with society.

Damon Galgut

#8. A painting is both exactly the same and entirely different every single time you look at it.

Jandy Nelson

#9. The songs from your childhood, when you hear them you get chills all over.

Vanessa Paradis

#10. Peace is Letting Go
Returning to the Silence that cannot enter the realm of words because it is too pure to be contained in words. This is why the tree, the stone, the river, and the mountain are quiet.

Malidoma Patrice Some

#11. It's much harder when you're writing about your life, than when you're writing fiction.

Leigh Newman

#12. I love him with every ounce of my being, and I know that I always will.

H.M. Ward

#13. Thee only person I am better than is the one I was yesterday.

Scott Deuty

#14. There have always been a large class of thinkers who deny that the world makes any progress. They say we move in a circle; that evils are never conquered, but only change their forms.

Lydia M. Child

#15. To a happy war! Their laughter flowed out into the night and reached into the pass through the Dancing Maidens, where it echoed around the mountains with all the insane glee of an army of pyschopaths.

Stuart Hill