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You know, bicycling isn't just a matter of balance," I said. "it's a matter of faith. You can keep upright only by moving forward. You have to have your eyes on the goal, not the ground. I'm going to call that the Bicyclist's Philosophy of Life." --
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Everybody works . . . . That's what life is. Work and a little play and a lot of prayer.
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In the end, it's only the moments that we have, the kiss on the palm, the joint wonder at the furrowed texture of a fir trunk or at the infinitude of grains of sand in a dune. Only the moments.
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If two people love the same thing, she reasoned, then they must love each other, at least a little, even if they never say it.
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A hard choice. Water or books. Hmm. One could always have wine instead.
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Things that have been lost and then found are doubly precious, don't you think. People too.
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He and I had a bridge that no one else traveled that made us artistic lovers, passionate without a touch of the flesh. He made me thrive, and valuing that, I could do nothing that would endanger it.
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What the world calls failure, I call learning.
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Work is love made plain, whether man's work or woman's work.
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No matter where life takes you,' she said, 'the place where you stand at any moment is holy ground.
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She sat very still, listening to a stream gurgling, the breeze soughing through upper branches, the melodious kloo-klack of ravens, the nyeep-nyeep of nuthatches - all sounds chokingly beautiful. She felt she could hear the cool clean breath of growing things - fern fronds, maple leaves, white trillium petals, tree trunks, each in its rightful place.
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I remember being disappointed when Papa had shown me Caravaggio's Judith. She was completely passive while she was sawing through a man's neck. Caravaggio gave all the feeling to the man. Apparently, he couldn't imagine a woman to have a single thought. I wanted to paint her thoughts, if such a thing were possible -- determination and concentration and belief in the absolute necessity of the act. The fate of her people resting on her should..
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How love builds itself unconsciously, he thought, out of the momentous ordinary.
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What could she possibly have done that was so heinous as to earn her a lifetime of self-mortification? No one short of a tyrant deserved such unremitting agony. I cried there with her, for her, for Eve, for sorrows past, for sorrows yet to come. I put my pencil away. It was wrong to draw live pain. If there had been an artist at Bethany, it would have been wrong to intrude his chalk or charcoal on Mary Magdalene's weeping as she washed Jesu..
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pain
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In the end, it's only the moments that we have.
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I've come to think that if doing something simple or silly can give a person pleasure, then, by God, do it
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Maybe that's what love was -- walking willingly into the unknown for the sake of the other.
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Love is so easily bruised by the necessity of making choices.
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People who would be that close to her, she thought, a matter of a few arms' lengths, looking, looking, and they would never know her.
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Amar es ponerse al cuello el nudo corredizo de la ilusion; adorar a alguien mientras pareces asfixiarte. Pero incluso el amor no correspondido, el amor fugaz, es mejor que nada.
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Think hard before you begin, then enter the work.
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Allowing beauty a place in the soul was a powerful antidote to the stress and strain of mortal life.
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The winsome lilt of Digna humming in the garden. Her knowing, almost teasing look, not quite a smile, when she knew she had the upper hand about something, and his willing acquiescence. Her coaxing in the dark next to him - What was your favorite part of the day? - to which he'd always say, because he always thought it - now, touching you. He'd feel the lump of truth form in his throat, the swell of love in his loins. And afterward, the pea..
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No matter where life takes you...the place where you stand at any moment is holy ground. Love hard and love wide and love long, and you will find goodness in it.
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He had a thought that amused him. "Figures, still life, landscape, AND an animal! Zola, eat your hat!" he bellowed."
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At this stage of life, he'd better just lean into love, because if he fell, he feared he might break a hip.
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The painting showed she did not yet know that lives end abruptly, that much of living is repetition and separation, that buttons forever need re-sewing no matter how ferociously one works the thread, that nice things almost happen.
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No one but another painter could know the delicacy required to balance the complexities, to keep reality at bay in order to remain in the innermost center of his work.
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focus
obsession
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Now he knew . . . that there was nothing so vital as paying attention, and perfecting the humble offices of love.
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If you want to preach, young man, you ought to wear some kind of clerical costume so people would be warned. In my mind, there are too many unpleasant things in life as it is without creating still more of them. I hate le miserabilisme. I'm in the shining business, not the darkening business.
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She thought of all the people in all the paintings she had seen that day, not just Father's, in all the paintings of the world, in fact. Their eyes, the particular turn of a head, their loneliness or suffering or grief was borrowed by an artist to be seen by other people throughout the years who would never see them face to face. People who would be that close to her, she thought, a matter of a few arms' lengths, looking, looking, and they ..
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life
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Reproducing nature slavishly is not art.
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A woman can't stay hard when all around her is loveliness.
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Train yourselves by seeking and acknowledging beauty moment by moment every day of your lives," he told them. "Exercise your eyes. Take pleasure in the grace of shape and the excitement of color."
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color
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If you feel joy when you do something unselfish for him, and would just as soon do it in secret as openly, then that rings of the true metal
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joy
life
love
lisette-s-list
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painting
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Find some beauty along the way.
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Page 357 - "if the mountain was smooth, you couldn't climb it."
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Surely a woman, not just a painter, needs a place where she can nurture her individuality, where she can become. Pascal
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If a person loves something above all else, if he values the work of his heart and hands, then he should naturally, without hesitation, pour into it his whole soul, undivided and pure. Great art demands nothing less.
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work
love
creativity
creation
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Things will change, Father. They must. And art can help create the change.
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It's better to have a hunger and appreciation for beauty than to be merely beautiful. In the end, life is richer that way. She may learn that.
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Think of 'a Dieu,' madame. It's the Provencal way to wish a person to be with God when you meet him as well as when you leave him.
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How easily a parent's motive could be misconstrued by an injured child.
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Just think. We're whizzing through the universe.
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