T Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with T. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“The stories we create to understand ourselves become the narratives of our lives, explaining the accidents and choices that have brought us where we are: what I'm good at, what I care about most, and where I'm headed.”
Source: Make It Stick: The Science of Successful Learning
“The stories we hear in our childhood are the ones we remember all our lives.”
“The stories we love best do live in us forever.”
“The stories we love may not always fit neatly into a single time line, but they will always matter.”
“The stories we love the most aren't stories about who we are, but who we could become.”
Source: The Veiled Throne
“The stories we sit up late to hear are love stories. It seems that we cannot know enough about this riddle of our lives. We go back and back to the same scenes, the same words, trying to scrape out the meaning. Nothing could be more familiar than love. Nothing else eludes us so completely.”
“The stories we tell about each other matter very much. The stories we tell ourselves about our own lives matter. And most of all, I think the way that we participate in each other's stories is of deep importance.”
“The stories we tell about who we are as a nation, and the values that define us, are not fixed. They change as facts change. They change as the balance of power in society changes. Which is why regular people, not just governments, need to be active participants in this process of retelling and reimagining our collective stories, symbols, and histories.”
Source: On Fire: The Case for the Green New Deal
“THE STORIES WE TELL fearlessly explores the textures of the human heart, finding a path toward hope through a Savannah that is jagged with class issues, faith misused, and broken trust. Henry loses you in a landscape peopled with secret keepers, storytellers and liars, and proves that in the end, love is the only reliable compass. This is everything you expect from Patti Callahan Henry—lyrical writing, characters worth rooting for, a sure-footed belief in the power of goodness—plus a twisty plot that will keep the pages turning long into the night.”
“The stories we tell ourselves about ourselves are very often not really what happened. And as I started to write stuff down, I started to challenge what I thought I knew about myself, my culture, my family, all of it. It was a huge, destroying process that completely took over my life. I just wasn't here, I mean I was physically present, but I wasn't here, I was back in the 1980s.”
“The stories we tell ourselves about ourselves determine the quality of the selves we imagine we are. The stories we tell about others determine the quality of our relationships with them.”
Source: Hasidic Tales
“The stories we tell ourselves inform our emotional responses, and they can actually become mental realities.
Trauma centrality builds up our stories around unfortunate occurrences. Trauma may become our mental reality until we rewrite it, making it less prominent”
Source: Traumatization and Its Aftermath
“The stories we tell ourselves,
or that others tell us,
we believe.
Despite evidence to the contrary.
Why do we create a belief that is negative,
untrue, and harmful?
If we could just trust ourselves
to open our minds
and our hearts,
follow our instincts
and challenge our distorted thinking,
we would be much more likely to reach our hidden potential.
If the kaleidoscope could just shift a fraction in another direction,
Everything would look entirely different.”
Source: Shelter from Our Secrets, Silence, and Shame: How Our Stories Can Keep Us Stuck or Set Us Free
“The stories we tell today are founded on past experiences.
It is on the foundation of history that the present and future is built.”
Source: McGill
“The stories would lift me up,
the words like a breeze beneath
butterfly wings,
and take me far from the pain in my belly
and the tight knot of my heart
I hope they will have stories
at my school.
If they don't know how,
perhaps I can teach them.
It isn't such a hard thing.
All you must do is say
Once there was...
and let your hoping find the words.”
Source: Home of the Brave
“The stories you carry shape the life you live. The stories you share shape the lives around you."”
Source: Finding Waldo Within: A Journey Beyond Clarity
“The stork is voiceless because there is really nothing to say.”
Source: How to Tell Your Friends from the Apes
“The storm ate up September’s cry of despair, delighted at its mischief, as all storms are.”
Source: The Fairyland Series
“The storm before the calm.”
Source: Caged: Memoirs of a Cage-Fighting Poet
“The storm broke then with a vivid flash of lightning and a great rumble of thunder which drowned every other sound. The Baron turned up the collar of his Burberry. ‘You go down that side, I’ll search this— we’ll find him, Becky. You’re not afraid of the storm?’
She was terrified, but her terror was quite wiped out by anxiety for Bertie. She shook her head and started off down the deserted street, peering through the pelting rain, searching the canal as well as every doorway and alley.”
Source: The Promise of Happiness
“The storm came without mercy, tearing petals from their stems—but even stripped bare, the roots remember how to bloom again.”
“The storm came. Lives were washed away. Ancient pains resurfaced. Now it is time for a sea of change.”
“The storm center of lawlessness in every American State is the State Capitol. It is there that the worst crimes are committed; it is there that lawbreaking attains to the estate and dignity of a learned profession; it is there that contempt for the laws is engendered, fostered, and spread broadcast.”
“The storm does not decide who you are. The darkness does not name you. You stand, rooted, luminous, unbroken, and the night learns where to look for hope.”
Source: Beacon of the Dark Night: Shining Hope Through the Shadows
“The storm dropped a house on her head.”
Source: Wicked
“The storm front towered above them and the wind was cool on their sweating faces. They slumped bleary-eyed in their saddles and looked at one another. Shrouded in the black thunderheads the distant lightning glowed mutely like welding seen through foundry smoke. As if repairs were under way at some flawed place in the iron dark of the world.”
Source: All the Pretty Horses
“The storm had broken, and it was not what Cassian had expected. He had expected rage capable of bringing down mountains. Not tears enough to fill this lake.
Every sob had broken his heart.
Every shake of her body as the words worked themselves out of her had torn him to shreds. Until he hadn't been able to keep from wrapping himself around her, comforting her.”
Source: A Court of Silver Flames
“The storm had now definitely abated, and what thunder there was now grumbled over more distant hills, like a man saying 'And another thing...' twenty minutes after admitting he'd lost the argument.”
Source: The Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
“The storm has brought Ulla to the cold shelter of the northern islands, to the darkened caves and flat black pools where she remains to this day, waiting for the lonely, the ambitious, the clever, the frail, for all those willing to strike a bargain. She never waits for long.”
Source: The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic
“The storm has passed, the field is calm,
the air is fresh, after the summer rain,
to start with, timidly, like a psalm,
after that intensely, sprout the weeds plain…”
“The storm hit with all the fury of a woman who’d been dieting for six months, only to discover she’d gained four pounds.”
“The storm is an artist; the rainbow is its masterpiece.”
“The storm is here and now. The rains come and water floods our lives. Nothing last forever and the rainbow always appears.”
Source: Trainwashing: The Secrets of Positive Brain Washing
“The storm is master. Man, as a ball, is tossed twixt winds and billows.”
“The storm is not yours,” Gregori stated. “Jacques has grown far more powerful than I realized. There is a darkness in him unlike any I have ever observed. He is not vampire, but he is truly dangerous. Let us go in and see if I can repair the damage.”
“Go carefully, Gregori,” Mikhail cautioned.
The silver eyes glittered, reflected the driving sheets of rain. “I am known for my careful ways, am I not?” Gregori glided through the broken door; Mikhail, shaking his head over the outrageous lie, followed one step behind.”
Source: Dark Desire
“The storm is out there and every one of us must eventually face the storm. When the storm comes, pray that it will shake you to your roots and break you wide-open. Being broken open by the storm is your only hope. When you are broken open you get to discover for the first time what is inside you. Some people never get to see what is inside them; what beauty, what strength, what truth and love. They were never broken open by the storm. So, don't run from your pain — run into your pain. Let life's storm shatter you.”
Source: Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life
“The storm is over, there is sunlight in my heart. I have a glass of wine and sit thinking of what has passed.”
“The storm is passing over us. Do you want to go to the bayou this night?” he asked softly, separating her hair deftly and beginning to weave it into a thick braid.
She loved the feel of his hands in her hair, his fingers massaging her scalp, tugging so gently on the thick length of braid. She reached up to place a palm over her bare shoulder, the exact spot where his lips had touched her. “I would love to go to the bayou with you.”
He smiled at her, his silver eyes molten mercury. “We can observe wildlife for a change. No vampires.”
“No weird society types,” she added.
“No mortals in need of rescuing,” Gregori said with intense satisfaction. “Get dressed.”
“You’re always taking my clothes off, then telling me to get dressed again,” Savannah complained with her infuriating smile, that little sexy one that drove him mad.
He turned her around to face him, caught the front of her shirt, and drew the gaping edges together to cover her tempting body. “You cannot expect me to dress you myself, do you?” he asked, leaning down to brush her lips with his. She actually felt her heart jump in response. Or maybe it was his heart. It was nearly impossible to tell the difference anymore.”
Source: Dark Magic
“The storm is the optimist’s friend, but the pessimist’s nightmare.”
“The storm is the test, the sunshine is its reward.”
“The storm is the test, the sunshine is the reward.”
“The storm is what they threw at me, the hurricane is what I became.”
“The storm lashes us, out of the confusion of grey and yellow the hail of splinters whips forth the childlike cries of the wounded, and in the night shattered life groans painfully into silence. Our hands are earth, our bodies clay and our eyes pools of rain. We do not know whether we are still alive.”
Source: All Quiet on the Western Front: A Novel
“The storm leaves, and peace rests upon
the once dark and clouded mind.
A clear blue sky, cloudless and bright,
the opened eyes of the blind.
The Son, forever shining, fills
the entire being
as Jesus Christ, the Son of God
saves the one believing.”
Source: A Peace in the Spirit
“The storm likes to go where it's not invited, not where it's invited!”
“The storm long past, the night sky was beset with stars. Pointing upward, I asked her to pick a point of light and stay with it. Standing up, I eased Sara to her feet. Whispering into her ear, I asked, “Have you ever stood under a star... and felt the earth move under your feet?”
Source: The Judas Syndrome
“The storm may be tempestuous, but it is only temporary.”
Source: Daily Readings from The Christian in Complete Armour: Daily Readings in Spiritual Warfare
“The storm of frenzy and faction must inevitably dash itself in vain against the unshaken rock of the Constitution.”
“The storm of life represents an opportunity to find new strength.”
“The storm only comes to teach you how to skillfully sail your ship.”