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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6b4d83f | Many a friendship or marriage has failed because, instead of relating to, and caring for, one another, one person uses another as a shield against isolation. A | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| c567a16 | Therapists have a dual role: they must both observe and participate in the lives of their patients. As observer, one must be sufficiently objective to provide necessary rudimentary guidance to the patient. As participant, one enters into the life of the patient and is affected and sometimes changed by the encounter. In | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 6f1ba0c | Obwohl uns die Physikalitat des Todes zerstort, rettet uns die Idee des Todes. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| fdccfd1 | It's the relationship that heals, the relationship that heals, the relationship that heals--my professional rosary. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 968819c | insanin butun eylemleri kendisine yoneliktir, butun hizmetleri kendine hizmettir, butun sevgisi kendini sevmesindendir. | life | Irvin D. Yalom | |
| 58072dc | Too often, we therapists neglect our personal relationships. Our work becomes our life. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| c84ae8b | Fame, for example, consists of the opinions of others and requires that we must live our life as others wish. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 700bcfd | wqty frd bh dlyl njm nddn khry khh byd njm mydd, Hss gnh mykhnd, yn fkhr pdyd myayd khh ps khry myshd khrd w fDy HSl z yn fkhr, bsyr tskhyndhndhtr z Hqyq gzystnsyl Tqtfrsy zndgy st. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| e292c85 | Empathy: Looking Out the Patient's Window | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| d97726f | Nonetheless, the past is part of your present consciousness--it forms the spectacles through which you experience the present. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 8085d8a | At the end of his life, no man, if he be sincere and in possession of his faculties, would ever wish to go though it again. Rather than this, he will much prefer to choose complete nonexistence. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 6aa20fe | How even I, "a dutiful daughter," as Simone de Beauvoir once described her young self, was living a life so different from my mother's; when she was my age she was married, about to become pregnant with me. I was beginning to think that this habit of mind--constantly tracing myself back to my mother, to where she'd begun and left off--wasn't idiosyncratic, but something that many if not most women did, a feature of the female experience." | Kate Bolick | ||
| fa4bfde | I'd trapped myself in a script.... But to be scripted at all is to be prepackaged, programmed, pinned to a page. Only the unwritten can truly live a life. So who I was, what I was, had to be unwritten. | freedom independence individuality | David James Duncan | |
| dd55fa2 | As surely as I feel love and need for food and water, I feel love and need for God. But these feelings have nothing to do with Supramundane Males planning torments for those who don't abide by neocon "moral values." I hold the evangelical truth of our situation to be that contemporary politicized fundamentalists, including first and foremost those aimed at Empire and Armageddon, need us non-fundamentalists, mystics, ecosystem activists, unp.. | mystics peace religion salvation spirituality | David James Duncan | |
| 8314b7c | I felt free to like all three of these men now, because I'd realized I didn't have to become them. | David James Duncan | ||
| e32601f | I am, emphatically. Mental illness triggered by xperimental error. | David Mitchell | ||
| 0430525 | Now and then goldfish splish and gleam, like new pennies dropped in water. | David Mitchell | ||
| b778907 | There must be more to life than having everything. | Maurice Sendak | ||
| 2e3ae7b | She finally managed to free her fingers from his. "I know how to run without you holding my hand!" | Alan Dean Foster | ||
| 1f3cede | Chewie, we're home, | Alan Dean Foster | ||
| 34fe672 | If there was one thing a competent fighting force did not need, Hux knew, it was unforeseen outbursts of individuality. | Alan Dean Foster | ||
| ed6c755 | Nuke it from orbit. It's the only way to be sure." (Ellen Ripley)" | Alan Dean Foster | ||
| 095898e | David," I said, "no matter what my intentions are, everything I write winds up turning into fiction, including my letters to friends." | Peter Straub | ||
| 8b3d72c | It is not believed that a people capable of inventing the genre of "oral painting" could have spawned the viaduct killer, and in any case no ghetto resident is permitted access to any other area of the city. ("A Short Guide To The City")" | Peter Straub | ||
| 0b6e531 | This is a story, told the way you say stories should be told: Somebody grew up, fell in love, and spent a winter with her lover in the country. This, of course, is the barest outline, and futile to discuss. It's as pointless as throwing birdseed on the ground while snow still falls fast. Who expects small things to survive when even the largest get lost? People forget years and remember moments. Seconds and symbols are left to sum things up.. | Ann Beattie | ||
| e9db262 | Tragedies, I was coming to realize through my daily studies in humanities both in and out of the classroom, were a luxury. They were constructions of an affluent society, full of sorrow and truth but without moral function. Stories of the vanquishing of the spirit expressed and underscored a certain societal spirit to spare. The weakening of the soul, the story of the downfall and the failed overcoming - trains missed, letters not received,.. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| fdb9496 | This was my modest dream come true: unambitious flight. The kind that never even got high enough for a view. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| d313185 | I used to think that those essentially happy and romantic novels that ended with a wedding were all wrong, that they had left out the most interesting part of the story. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| ca1bca6 | Beauty could not love you back. People were not what they seemed and certainly not what they said. Madness was contagious. Memory served melancholy. The medieval was not so bad. Gravity was a form of nostalgia. There could be virtue in satirizing virtue. Dwight Eisenhower and Werner von Braun had the exact same mouths. No one loved a loser until he completely lost. The capital of Burma was Rangoon. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| f20fcce | The ants are my friends- they're blowing in the wind | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 5468398 | I guessed that only at the last possible minute did the soul in a determined fashion flee the dying flesh. Who could blame it for its reluctance? We loved our lives more than we ever knew, and at the end felt the bounty of them, as one would say in church, felt even the richness of their missed opportunities, or just understood that they were more than we had realized during the living of them and a lot to give up. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 18ffbd1 | She tried to smile warmly but wondered if she looked "fakey," something Ariel sometimes accused her of. Ariel had said. "It's like you're trying to be happy out of a book." Millie owned several books about trying to be happy." | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 08c6075 | John had dreamed so long and hard of this place that he had hoped it right out of existence. Probably no place in the world could withstand such an assault of human wishing. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| e6e9383 | I felt nothing like a horse, whose instincts I knew were to run and run. I had mostly in life tried to stand still like a glob of coral so as not to be spotted by sharks. But now I had crawled out onto land and was somehow already a horse. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 8660621 | I had seen this exact same expression and movement before - where? In the future I would come to know that look as the beginning of the end of love - the death of a man's trying. It read as Haughty Fatigue. Like the name of a stripper. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 220326e | An agony. The exit like the entrance - but reversed. A palindrome: gut-tug. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| a5a662b | it all remained unreadable for him, though reading, he felt, was not a natural thing and should not be done to people. In general, people were not road maps. People were not hieroglyphs or books. They were not stories. A person was a collection of accidents. A person was an infinite pile of rocks with things growing underneath. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| b10b78f | Philosophize: you are a mistress, part of a great hysterical you mean historical tradition. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 8734461 | Mave believed that not being able to see your life clearly, to scrutinize it intelligently, meant that probably you were at the dead center of it, and that couldn't possibly be a bad thing. | scrutinize self-awareness self-realization | Lorrie Moore | |
| 01f91f4 | Through all the muck of themselves, the times they had unobligated each other, the anger, the permitted absences, the loneliness grown dangerous, she had always returned to him. He'd had faith in that - abracadabra! But eventually the deadlines set in again. Could you live in the dead excellence of a thing - the stupid mortar of a body, the stubborn husk love had crawled from? Yes, he thought. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| e3c8c96 | Every family is a family of alligators. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| f0a21b5 | The catalog showed a man sleeping peacefully while his model-wife read a book in soft but focused light. In real life, however, the light was so intense that the same man would have had to wear sunglasses. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 9e3f335 | When we really examine it, we will always find that we have been punishing ourselves for ignorance, naivete, innocence, and lack of inner education. | David R. Hawkins | ||
| 89d55d3 | Power serves others, whereas force is self-serving. True statesmen serve the people;10 politicians exploit people to serve their own ambitions. Statesmen sacrifice themselves to serve others; politicians sacrifice others to serve themselves. | David R. Hawkins |