Do you ever come across quotes in books that you want to share....so you mark the page....and never remember or find it again to share?

A superior man blames himself.
A common man blames others.
What do the current crop of politicians do?

No, I usually just run down the hall shouting to my mom, “You gotta read this!”

“I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you can’t see from the center.” ~~ Kurt Vonnegut

“Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but for the heart to conquer it. Let me not look for allies in life’s battlefield, but to my own strength.” ~~ Rabindranath Tagore

Thank you…

Ya’ll have this stuff memorized???? And who is Rabindranath Tagore

a famous juggler of kittens… sorry, i juggle kittens….

I would write it out but I’ve seemed to have forgotten it as well as the book it’s from. Oh well

Happens all the time! I can’t find any to share right now, though.

I did find one tonight that I couldn’t figure out where to share it:

She knows, but doesn’t understand, that on a bone-and-blood level mothers-in-law don’t get along with daughters-in-law. I’ve told her that the written character for quarrel is two women under a roof.
Lisa See, Dreams of Joy

I find it interesting that this MIL/DIL drama has gone on for centuries in all parts of the world. I also think the symbol for “quarrel” is funny.

I write them down, for occasions such as this…

“The rising of the spring stirred a serious, mystical excitement in him and made him forgetful of her. He would pick up eggshells, a bird’s wing, a jawbone, the ashy fragment of a wasp’s nest. He would peer at each of them with the most absolute attention and then put them in his pockets where he kept his jack knife and his loose change. He would peer at them as if he could read them and pocket them as if he could own them – This is death in my hand, this is ruin in my breast pocket, where I keep my reading glasses. At such times he was as forgetful of her as he was of his suspenders and his Methodism. But all the same, it was then that she loved him best, as a soul all unaccompanied, like her own.”

Marilynne Robinson Housekeeping