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“Bicyclist's Philosophy of Life..."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.”

Quote by Susan Vreeland

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Susan Vreeland
Susan Vreeland

Susan Vreeland is an American author known for her deep insights into art history and the lives of women. Her works often revolve around the lives of artists, particularly female artists, and she brings a delicate touch to the portrayal of their inner emotions and complex experiences. Born on January 20, 1946, Vreeland's writing career was inspired by her passion for art and history. more

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“Energy is the power that drives every human being. It is not lost by exertion but maintained by it, for it is a faculty of the psyche. It is driven to perverted manifestations by curbs and checks. Like the motive force that drives the car along the highway, when it meets with an obstacle it turns to destructive force and shakes its source to pieces. It is not too hard to point out to the averagely perceptive human being that women have plenty of the destructive kind of energy, but far fewer people can see that women's destructiveness is creativity turned in upon itself by constant frustration. Nervous diseases, painful menstruation, unwanted pregnancies, accidents of all kinds, are all evidence of women's energy destroying them. It extends beyond them wreaking havoc with the personalities and achievements of others, especially their husbands and their children. That is not to say that women must hate all their relatives, but that if children are presented to women as a duty and marriage as an inescapable yoke, then the more energy they have the more they will fret and chafe, tearing themselves and their dependants to pieces.”

“در ماه سپتامبر آن سال،وقتی که با پرسشنامه به خانه برگشتم، پدر عصبی بود.شغل پدر؟ مادر جرئت نکرد پرسشنامه را پر کند. پدرم سرم قر زد:- راستش را بنویس :(( مامور مخفی)) قال قضیه کنده می شود. من اینها را آدم حساب نمی کنم. نگاهش کردم. همیشه از خودم می پرسیدم که چه چیز ناجوری در زندگیمان وجود دارد. هیچ کس به خانه مان نمی آمد، هیچ وقت. پدر قدغن کرده بود. هر گاه کسی زنگ را می زد، دستش را بلند می کرد تا ما را به سکوت وادارد. منتظر می ماند تا آن که پشت در بود، منصرف شود و به صدای پایش در راه پله ها گوش می داد. پس از آن کنار پنجره می رفت، پشت پرده پنهان می شد و پیروزمندانه او را که داشت از کوچه مان دور می شد، نگاه می کرد. هیچ یک از دوستانم اجازه نداشتند که از در خانه مان تو بیایند. و هیچ یک از همکاران مادر. همیشه تنها ما سه تا در آپارتمان بودیم. حتی پدربزرگ و مادربزرگم به آنجا نیامدند.”

“Yesterday is over Today is the moment Tomorrow will be history I truly hope and pray You will forever remain in my memories The moments we share today adds to the memories of yesterday Tomorrow will be another moment to imprint in my memories And these moments and memories will forever be cherished till our last breath.”