Humility is to make a right estimate of one's self. It is no humility for a man to think less of himself than he ought, though it might rather puzzle him to do that.
Life is messy. Would that every puzzle piece fell into place, every word was kind, every accident happy, but such is not the case. Life is messy
I've realized that with each novel I seem to set out a kind of puzzle for myself. And I am never sure in the process of writing a first draft how it's all going to turn out.
You find when you're writing a detective story that you're actually not trying to solve anything. You're trying to stop the reader from solving the puzzle.
Most of the places I've been, I've been a main piece of the puzzle.
I'll never get why the earth is a puzzle that i'll never fit.
I choose to not ignore or push away emotional pain. Instead, I allow it to move through me. Sometimes, that's quietly working on a puzzle and listening to an all-strings Pandora station, and others, it's being vulnerable with a trusted friend. Either way, I let it have its place.
We forget most of our dreams because we don't have access to those parts of our brain once we are switched to wakefulness. But why we evolved that way is a puzzle to me.
While the individual man is an insoluble puzzle, in the aggregate he becomes a mathematical certainty. You can, for example, never foretell what any one man will be up to, but you can say with precision what an average number will be up to. Individuals vary, but percentages remain constant. So says the statistician.
Life isn't a puzzle to be solved. It's an adventure to be savored.
When you're in these movie deals and the studios are talking, they're putting business deals and packages together, but they're making calls based on previous relationships. They go, "Oh, let's call this actor because we did this with him, and he might like him. Does he like him? Let's piece them together. " There's a brain behind that puzzle, and I want to be the brain.
THE NOTE said the first clue was "in the big one. " I looked at the jumble of letters that followed, and I saw no pattern. Not such a surprise, since I was missing the puzzle chromosome and couldn't do puzzles designed for nine-year-olds.
Golf is a puzzle without an answer. I've played the game for 40 years and I still haven't the slightest idea how to play.
Puzzle pieces don't always connect do they?
We're all a piece of the puzzle. It's a weird puzzle and it looks odd, but we all fit in it.
We are the puzzle pieces who seldom fit with other puzzle pieces. Romantics, idealists, eccentrics, we inhabit single-dom as our natural resting state. In a world where proms and marriage define the social order, we are, by force of our personalities and inner strength, rebels.
My favorite puzzle is trying to work out the parts myself, after all it is a solo effort.
I learned that everyone makes mistakes and has weaknesses and that one of the most important things that differentiates people is their approach to handling them. I learned that there is an incredible beauty to mistakes, because embedded in each mistake is a puzzle, and a gem that I could get if I solved it, i. e. a principle that I could use to reduce my mistakes in the future.
It's the people we love the most who can make us feel the gladdest. . . and the maddest! Love and anger are such a puzzle!
The solution often turns out more beautiful than the puzzle.