Softie was not a word you could use in the same sentence as Eric.
It wasn’t in books. It wasn’t in a church. What I needed to know was out there in the world.
We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.
It will be a great day when our schools have all the money they need, and our air force has to have a bake-sale to buy a bomber.
Don't worry that children never listen to you; worry that they are always watching you.
All I ever needed to know I learned in kindergarten. Share everything. . . Don't hit people. . . Clean up your own mess.
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.
It's not that appealing when something sexist happens to you. But if you're strong enough, and you can push that aside and keep your goal in mind and remember that you're doing your job - whatever that is, whether it's a producer or an artist or a mastering engineer - because you love it, then all that stuff falls by the wayside.
[T]he period between four and six in the morning is called the Brahmamuhurta, the Brahmic time, or divine period, and is a very sacred time to meditate. (140)
The Corporation would like to apologize for the preceding pages. Of course, it's not all right for girls to behave this way. Sexuality is not meant to be this way - an honest, consensual expression in which a girl might take an active role when she feels good and ready and not one minute before. No. Sexual desire is meant to sell soap. And cars. And beer. And religion.
The Spirit of Cities presents a new approach to the study of cities in which the focus is placed on a city's defining ethos or values. The style of the book is attractively conversational and even autobiographical, and far from current social science positivism. For a lover of cities--and perhaps even for one who is not--The Spirit of Cities is consistently good reading.