S Quotes
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“So how can a poet-an intelligent, serious poet-write mystical verse now? The poetry of Adam Zagajewski provides the beginning of an answer to this question.”
“So how can God take something tragic in our lives and bring good from it? The answer isn’t found so much in the ‘how,’ but in the ‘Who.’ The answer is found in who God is. It is found in His character. It is found in the essence of His presence, in the fragrance of His being. …It is found in a love so encompassing—so extravagant—we have not the mind to comprehend it.”
Source: Who Do You Say I Am?: Overcoming the Spirit of Identity Theft
“So how can I hold Tobias’s desperation against him, like I’m better than him, like I’ve never let my own brokenness blind me?”
“So how can we test the idea that the transition from nonlife to life is simple enough to happen repeatedly? The most obvious and straightforward way is to search for a second form of life on Earth. No planet is more Earth-like than Earth itself, so if the path to life is easy, then life should have started up many times over right here.”
“So, how can you move beyond awkward silence with virtual strangers to becoming new friends? By asking great questions! Once a few inquiring questions were placed, I would let them do all the talking.”
Source: The Art of Connection: 8 Ways to Enrich Rapport & Kinship for Positive Impact
“So how can you say Jazz started in whorehouses when the musicianers didn't have no real need for them?”
Source: Reading Jazz: A Gathering of Autobiography, Reportage, and Criticism from 1919 to Now
“So how can you tell me you're lonely, and say for you that the sun don't shine? Let me take you by the hand, and lead you through the streets of London. I'll show you something to make you change your mind.”
“So, how close are love and genius, really? We know that they are both mentioned far more than lived.”
Source: Healology
“So how come it looks so beautiful? How come the moon falls from the sky?”
“So how critics will perceive your film or your work, or whether your movie is going to make $100 million at the box office, or whether you are going to be winning any awards - well, you have no control over that.”
“So how did he look at me?" "Like it was his birthday and you were the cake.”
Source: The Fever Series 7-Book Bundle: Darkfever, Bloodfever, Faefever, Dreamfever, Shadowfever, Iced, Burned
“So how did it go?
I sat on the toilet and ran a hand over my hair. Um... it's still going, I whispered.
It's still going? Then what are you doing calling me?
Well... it's just that...
What?
How could I put this? I can't find his penis.
Claire paused for half a second. How drunk are you?”
Source: The Curse Keepers
“So how did you think about him?” Rachel asks.
Hallelujah shrugs. “We were friends. Good friends. He knew—knows—a lot about me. I guess I know a lot about him. Stuff he likes and doesn’t like.”
Rachel looks skeptical. “And yet you never knew he liked you.”
“No! I mean—when Jonah and I were friends, I liked Luke. So maybe I missed some signs.”
“So you just . . . hung out? Platonically?”
“Yeah. I guess.” Hallelujah thinks about how to explain it. How to distill a friendship down to its most basic components. “We had choir together last year. We talked. For kind of the first time, even though we’d been in church and school together since fourth grade.”
“And, what, you found out you had so much in common?”
“Actually, no. But we started comparing music we liked, and a month into ninth grade, Jonah made me this mix of songs. Based on what we’d talked about. So then I made him a mix. And it grew from there. We’d go to each other’s houses, watch movies, listen to music, that kind of thing. Hanging out.”
“So tell me about Jonah. Something only you know.”
“Um. He’d probably deny it, but he got really into the Harry Potter books. Like, really into them. I loaned him my box set last spring. He got so mad at me for not warning him how Book Six ends.”
Rachel laughs. “He didn’t see the movies?”
“No. But I told him we couldn’t watch them until he’d finished the books.”
“So how do I overcome my fear of vulnerability and intimacy?"
"I don't think that ever goes away. I think that the goal is to just choose to tend to the garden of love and bliss, instead of trying to focus on how to remove the weeds of fear. There will always be weeds in a garden. Don't fixate on the weeds. Just tend to the flowers. Be your own source of love, comfort and bliss, and that will radiate. Never see yourself as someone who will lose love if she loses a man.”
“So how do Latinos feel if there's a big investment just in the African American community, and they're looking around and saying, "We're poor as well. What kind of help are we getting?" Or Asian Americans who say, "Look, I'm a first-generation immigrant, and clearly I didn't have anything to do with what was taking place."”
“So how do people listen to music? How do the broad masses listen to it? Apparently they have to be able to cling to pictures and 'moods' of some kind. If they can't imagine a green field, a blue sky or something of the sort, then they are out of their depth.”
Source: The path to the new music
“So how do the people resist unjust authority, which, we all agree, they must and should do and have done in the past? The best solution anyone has come up with is to say that violent revolutions can be avoided (and therefore, violent mobs legitimately suppressed) if 'the people' are understood to have the right to challenge the laws through nonviolent civil disobedience.”
Source: The Democracy Project: A History, a Crisis, a Movement
“So how do theists respond to arguments like this? [The Argument from Evil] They say there is a reason for evil, but it is a mystery. Well, let me tell you this: I'm actually one hundred feet tall even though I only appear to be six feet tall. You ask me for proof of this. I have a simple answer: it's a mystery. Just accept my word for it on faith. And that's just the logic theists use in their discussions of evil.”
“So how do we ease our subconscious mind, which inconveniently revives our old regrets, past grievances and midnight 'staircase wit'? "I think there is a discipline about going to sleep and I don't know if it works more generally for people, but for me, it's got two parts to it," [former Australian Prime Minister] Rudd says. The first is to distinguish the things you can and cannot control, to reconcile them and hopefully stop your mind returning automatically to those things that are, as Rudd says, "outside your purchase".”
Source: On Sleep
“So how do we fix it? The short answer is that we don't. We have wasted decades telling women and girls how to fix things. How to fix themselves. How to stay safe. It hasn't worked. Because women were never the problem in the first place.”
Source: Fix the System, Not the Women
“So how do we move forward? And how do we make sure we get it right? Very simply, we trust in the Force, and we trust one another.”
Source: A New Dawn
“So how do we solve this ancient problem? How can we not just tolerate someone who believes differently than we do, but actually respect them for those beliefs? Because nothing less than that will do. It cant. Simply tolerating someone who believes differently than we do isnt enough. Accepting them isnt enough. Having true and abiding peace with them means loving them. And that means respecting them. Because love without respect isnt real love at all. Its at best condescending patronization.”
“So how do you best respond when mental or emotional challenges confront you or those you love? Above all, never lose faith in your Father in Heaven, who loves you more than you can comprehend. ... Never, ever doubt that, and never harden your heart.”
“So how do you do it, with just words and just music, capture the feeling that my Earth is somebody's ceiling?”
“So how do you do this? First, by being accurate. If you're writing about 1905 Los Angeles, do not include the Dodgers. Or if you're writing about lawyers, don't have one asking his own witness leading questions without the other side objecting. And so on. You have to know your world before you write about it.”
“So how do you fall in love with life? The same way you fall in love with another person -- you adore everything about them! You fall in love with another person by seeing only love, hearing only love, speaking only love, and by feeling love with all your heart! And that is exactly how you use the ultimate power of love in love with life.”
Source: The Power
“So how do you find out what God thinks? The Christian says, you look in the Bible. And the Bible tells us that God forbids homosexual acts. Therefore, they are wrong.
So basically the reasoning goes like this:
(1) We are all obligated to do God’s will.
(2) God’s will is expressed in the Bible.
(3) The Bible forbids homosexual behavior.
(4) Therefore, homosexual behavior is against God’s will, or is wrong.”
“So how do you go about teaching them something new? By mixing what they know with what they don’t know. Then, when they see vaguely in their fog something they recognize, they think, ‘Ah, I know that.’ And then it’s just one more step to, ‘Ah, I know the whole thing.’ And their mind thrusts forward into the unknown and they begin to recognize what they didn’t know before and they increase their powers of understanding.”
Source: Life With Picasso
“So how do you know him? (Shahara) I knocked on his door one day and said, ‘Hi, I’m here to rob you. Hope you don’t mind. Oh, and by the way, will you be my friend?’ (Syn)”
Source: Born Of Fire: Number 2 in series
“So how do you learn to live with fear?
Answer: You do exactly what you're afraid of.”
Source: Surrounded by Psychopaths: How to Protect Yourself from Being Manipulated and Exploited in Business
“So how does a woman know how to fight man to man?" another boy sniggered, loud enough so that he was heard. Shazad's eyebrows went up. I stepped back.
...
"I'll tell you what," Shazad turned toward him. "Why don't you come and face me? Anyone who can land a blow can take over this training." A small audience was gathering by now. Everyone who'd ever seen Shazad fight knew exactly where this was going. The rebels were elbowing one another slyly as the boy stepped forward, looking all too confident.
...
"Doesn't seem like a fair fight to me," the boy said, too lightly. The boy was at least twice Shazad's weight, broad where she was slim--slimmer still, after her time in Eremot.
...
"It's not even close to a fair fight," Jin commented from the sidelines. We'd all formed a circle now, watching.
...
"Oh, my friend," Sam clapped the boy on his back. "I'm sorry for your loss."
"My loss?" The young idiot said.
"Of your dignity." He gave him a rueful smile before stepping back to stand next to me.”
Source: Hero at the Fall
“So how does God affect justice in this life/economy/reality? A lightening bolt, an angel of death, or by the hand of a human being?"
~R. Alan Woods [2012]”
Source: The Journey Is The Destination: A Photo Journal
“So, how does he kiss?"
I'm blushing. I tap my fingers on my lips before I say, "He kisses like ... like it could be his job.”
Source: P.S. I Still Love You
“So how does Liz Phair feel about Lana Del Rey? Well, as a recording artist, I've been hated, I've been ridiculed, and conversely, hailed as the second coming. All that matters in the end is that I've been heard.”
“So how does one go about proving something like this? It's not like being a lawyer, where the goal is to persuade other people; nor is it like a scientist testing a theory. This is a unique art form within the world of rational science. We are trying to craft a "poem of reason" that explains fully and clearly and satisfies the pickiest demands of logic, while at the same time giving us goosebumps.”
“So, how does one use an Atlantean soaking pond? Do I need a bikini?”
Caspian chuckled, then his eyes turned sharp and hot. “Clothing optional.”
The heat on my neck crept higher, but there was nothing but a smile on my face. “Oh? Is that normal, or is that a house rule?”
“It’s not uncommon here,” he said, shrugging off his shirt, and his scent mixed with the light sandalwood he burned in his house was intoxicating.
When bare-chested Caspian stood in front of me, it was easy to lean down and grab a towel from my bag. “No clothes, then.”
Source: Dirty Lying Sirens
“So how exactly was I supposed to wrap my head around the whole thing? I wasn’t entirely sure I could trust this guy. I mean, this was it? Really? My life ends and some creep in a grungy leather jacket takes me away? No, I couldn’t accept that. -Jen”
Source: Living Dead Girl
“So how had she bested him?
Sheer stubbornness. That pragmatic impulse that had allowed her to survive the orphanage, to endure so many years without using her power.
Something more.
He'd known the name for it once, a hundred lifetimes ago.”
Source: Rule of Wolves
“So, how is it that you don’t have a girlfriend?” I asked boldly.
Joel shrugged.
“Have you ever had a girlfriend?” There was no way that he’d never had a girlfriend.
He shrugged again.
“You’re not serious.”
“You’re surprised?”
“I’m sorry, do you own a mirror?”
Joel laughed in that I’ll-never-understand-women kind of way. “I’ve never wanted one,” he admitted, though it seemed that there was more to it.
“What? A mirror? Or a girlfriend?”
He laughed again, even harder this time. “A girlfriend.”
“Are you gay?”
He smiled. “No, I’m not gay.”
“Oh.” I blushed. Why was I being so nosy all of a sudden?”
Source: Volition
“So how long do I have before—what were their names? Carl and Rosa? Yeah, that’s them. How long do I have before they come back?”
“I don’t know. Maybe...maybe an hour or so?” My hands felt incredibly small in his.
That lopsided grin was back. “I doubt they’d be happy to find me here.”
“Why?”
His brows rose. “Maybe I’m wrong. They used to coming home to find some strange guy sitting on their couch?”
I rolled my eyes.
“That’s it, isn’t it?” Rider tugged on my hands, and I rose, letting him pull me down to the couch beside him. He leaned back, sliding one arm around my shoulders and tucking me against his side. “Just par for the course with you, huh?”
I didn’t know what to do with my hands since he’d let go of them, so I folded them in my lap. “I’ve never had a...guy here.”
Rider stiffened and then he twisted his neck so he was looking at me.
Did I seriously admit that out loud? Squeezing my eyes shut, I sighed. “I’m just...going to shut up now.”
He chuckled. “Don’t do that. I like listening to you talk.”
Source: The Problem with Forever
“So how long do I have to pack?”
Source: 6692 Pisces the Sailfish
“So how long do you think it’ll be?” he says. “Before the next hurricane comes along to take you home.” “Can I tell you my biggest fear?” I say. “Yes. Tell me.” “That it will be a very windless four years.”
Source: Wither
“So how long have you been together? Two months?'
'Five.'
'Five? Jesus, Steve, you might as well get married. I should buy a hat.'
'Don't. They give away your Spock ears.'
She laughed. 'This is the Romanian girl?'
'Croatian.'
'Right. She's a painter?'
'Photographer.'
'Right.' She studied him.
'What?' he laughed self-consciously as though he was a twelve-year-old boy who'd just been caught with his first girlfriend.
'Nothing.'
'Come on.'
'I don't know Steve,' she cut into her meat, 'you've changed. You no longer write about Victoria Beckham and you have a girlfriend. I think...'
'You think what?'
'I don't know, I might be jumping the gun here, but I think there's a possibility you might not be gay after all.'
A chip was hurled at her head.”
Source: One Hundred Names
“So how many of you liked the poem?" Ms. Whitlock asks.
The entire class raises their hands. The entire class, except for me and Razor.”
Source: Long Way Home
“So how many women have you visited in their dreams? (Geary) Is this one of those questions that if I don’t answer it correctly, you get angry at me? (Arik)”
Source: The Dream-Hunter
“So How Much of a THING or THINGS is Enough? And if you have EVERYTHING, have you achieved perfect HAPPINESS?”
Source: The Legacy Letters: his Wife, his Children, his Final Gift
“So how old was Miss Brodie, when she was in her damn prime?”
Source: The Cool Part of His Pillow
“So how on earth can I bring a child into the world, knowing that such sorrow lies ahead, that it is such a large part of what it means to be human? I'm not sure. That's my answer: I'm not sure.”
Source: Operating Instructions: A Journal of My Son's First Year
“So, how’s it lookin’, Detective? Today your lucky day?” “Oh, yeah.” Eddie nodded as he re-read the letter. “Christmas, my birthday, and Valentine’s day combined.”
Source: Life for Life
“So how's school going so far, you guys?" I asked my niece and nephew.
Violet sighed dramatically. "Kindergarten was fun, but first grade is a real shit show.”
Source: Insatiable