5 the best quotes about new year :
“Hope
Smiles from the threshold of the year to come,
Whispering 'it will be happier'...”
― Alfred Tennyson
“May the New Year bring you courage to break your resolutions early! My
own plan is to swear off every kind of virtue, so that I triumph even
when I fall!”
―
Aleister Crowley
“We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words
on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter
is New Year's Day.”
―
Edith Lovejoy Pierce
“A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare
to the jeweled vision of a life started anew.”
―
Aberjhani
“This is the new year the new you. You can pass through another year,
coasting on cruise control. Or you can step out of your comfort zone,
trying things you have never done before, & make 2012 as the year
that you elevate from where you are & soar high. Make it happen!”
―
Pablo
Minggu, 23 Desember 2012
Rabu, 21 November 2012
Quotes about storytelling
“There are books full of great writing that don't have very good
stories. Read sometimes for the story... don't be like the book-snobs
who won't do that. Read sometimes for the words--the language. Don't be
like the play-it-safers who won't do that. But when you find a book that
has both a good story and good words, treasure that book.”
―Stephen King
“It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.”
― Patrick Rothfuss
“You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone's soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose. That tale will move them and drive them and who knows that they might do because of it, because of your words. That is your role, your gift.”
― Erin Morgenstern
“It had been startling and disappointing to me to find out that story books had been written by people, that books were not natural wonders, coming up of themselves like grass. Yet regardless of where they come from, I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them -- with the books themselves, cover and binding and the paper they were printed on, with their smell and their weight and with their possession in my arms, captured and carried off to myself. Still illiterate, I was ready for them, committed to all the reading I could give them ...”
― Eudora Welty
“There either is or is not, that’s the way things are. The colour of the day. The way it felt to be a child. The saltwater on your sunburnt legs. Sometimes the water is yellow, sometimes it’s red. But what colour it may be in memory, depends on the day. I’m not going to tell you the story the way it happened. I’m going to tell it the way I remember it.”
― Mitch Glazer
―Stephen King
“It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.”
― Patrick Rothfuss
“You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone's soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose. That tale will move them and drive them and who knows that they might do because of it, because of your words. That is your role, your gift.”
― Erin Morgenstern
“It had been startling and disappointing to me to find out that story books had been written by people, that books were not natural wonders, coming up of themselves like grass. Yet regardless of where they come from, I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them -- with the books themselves, cover and binding and the paper they were printed on, with their smell and their weight and with their possession in my arms, captured and carried off to myself. Still illiterate, I was ready for them, committed to all the reading I could give them ...”
― Eudora Welty
“There either is or is not, that’s the way things are. The colour of the day. The way it felt to be a child. The saltwater on your sunburnt legs. Sometimes the water is yellow, sometimes it’s red. But what colour it may be in memory, depends on the day. I’m not going to tell you the story the way it happened. I’m going to tell it the way I remember it.”
― Mitch Glazer
Minggu, 18 November 2012
The moral of the rabbit and turtle story
Rabbit And Turtle Story
Once there was a Hare who used to laugh scornfully at a Tortoise because he plodded along so slowly. “You never can get anywhere with those short legs of yours. Look at my long legs! They’re so swift no one would dare race me.”
All the animals of field and forest were tired of hearing the Hare brag. At last the Tortoise said, “If we were to run a race, I’m sure I would beat you.”
The animals were astonished for they knew the Tortoise was the slowest of them all, and the Hare, bursting into loud laughter, cried, “What a joke! That slowpoke thinks he can beat me! Come on, Mr. Tortoise, you shall see what my feet are made of. Why I can beat you before you are even half-started!”
“You’d better not be too sure,” cautioned the Tortoise
All the big and little animals gathered to watch the race. At the signal the Hare leaped forward in a great bound and soon left the plodding Tortoise far behind him on the dusty road. Looking back, the Hare could not even see the Tortoise after a little while.
“Hum-m, I’ve as good as won this race already,” the thought, “There’s really no reason to hurry.” So, as the sun was very warm, he decided to rest a bit under a shady tree. “I’ll come in away ahead of that Tortoise, anyhow,” he told himself.
Soon he was sound asleep. the little rest streched into a good long nap.
Meantime, the Tortoise jogged steadily along on the hot, dusty road, ever so slowly, but surely, and soon he passed the Hare who was still peacefully sleeping.
Quietly the Tortoise plodded on nearing the goal. When the Hare finally woke up with a start, he saw the Tortoise just reaching the finish line far ahead and he could hear all the animals cheering the winner.
Boastful and careless, the Hare had lost the race. Now he would never again be able to count on his speed.
The moral of the story :don't be arrogant to everyone and please respect thy neighbor
Once there was a Hare who used to laugh scornfully at a Tortoise because he plodded along so slowly. “You never can get anywhere with those short legs of yours. Look at my long legs! They’re so swift no one would dare race me.”
All the animals of field and forest were tired of hearing the Hare brag. At last the Tortoise said, “If we were to run a race, I’m sure I would beat you.”
The animals were astonished for they knew the Tortoise was the slowest of them all, and the Hare, bursting into loud laughter, cried, “What a joke! That slowpoke thinks he can beat me! Come on, Mr. Tortoise, you shall see what my feet are made of. Why I can beat you before you are even half-started!”
“You’d better not be too sure,” cautioned the Tortoise
All the big and little animals gathered to watch the race. At the signal the Hare leaped forward in a great bound and soon left the plodding Tortoise far behind him on the dusty road. Looking back, the Hare could not even see the Tortoise after a little while.
“Hum-m, I’ve as good as won this race already,” the thought, “There’s really no reason to hurry.” So, as the sun was very warm, he decided to rest a bit under a shady tree. “I’ll come in away ahead of that Tortoise, anyhow,” he told himself.
Soon he was sound asleep. the little rest streched into a good long nap.
Meantime, the Tortoise jogged steadily along on the hot, dusty road, ever so slowly, but surely, and soon he passed the Hare who was still peacefully sleeping.
Quietly the Tortoise plodded on nearing the goal. When the Hare finally woke up with a start, he saw the Tortoise just reaching the finish line far ahead and he could hear all the animals cheering the winner.
Boastful and careless, the Hare had lost the race. Now he would never again be able to count on his speed.
The moral of the story :don't be arrogant to everyone and please respect thy neighbor
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