kcrawford88’s most recent Quotables

The heart decides, and what it decides is all that really matters.

Man who falls in vat of molten optical glass makes spectacle of self.

We adore chaos because we love to produce order.

In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life - it goes on.

Don't let one cloud obliterate the whole sky.

And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you
because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places.
Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.

Depression is not a sign of weakness, it's just a sign that you have been too strong for too long.

Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.

If you can't say anything nice come sit by me.

I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity.

My Happiness grows in direct proportion to my acceptance, and in inverse proportion to my expectation.

Delay is preferable to error.

How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant of the weak and strong. Because someday in life you will have been all of these.

Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.

I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.

So many people were shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them.

Conventional people are roused to fury by departure from convention, largely because they regard such departure as a criticism of themselves.

Books may not change our suffering, books may not protect us from evil, books may not tell us what is good or what is beautiful, and they will certainly not shield us from the common fate of the grave. But books grant us myriad possibilities: the possibility of change, the possibility of illumination.

That I exist is a perpetual surprise.

Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.