T Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with T. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“This moment, this being, is the thing. My life is all life in little. The moon, the planets, pass around my heart. The sun, now hidden by the round bulk of this earth, shines into me, and in me as well. The gods and the angels both good and bad are like the hairs of my own head, seemingly numberless, and growing from within. I people the cosmos from myself, it seems, yet what am I? A puff of dust, or a brief coughing spell, with emptiness and silence to follow.”
“This moment, we are right where we need to be, right where we are meant to be.”
Source: The Language of Letting Go: A Meditation Book and Journal for Daily Reflections
“This moment,which we are living right now will pass too. We have to enjoy, enjoy all that we can.”
“This monograph by Special Agent Ken Lanning (1992) is merely a guide for those who may investigate this phenomenon, as the title indicates, and not a study. The author is a well known skeptic regarding cult and ritual abuse allegations and has consulted on a number of cases but to our knowledge has not personally investigated the majority of these cases, some of which have produced convictions. p179
[refers to Lanning, K. V. (1992)
Investigator's guide to allegations of "ritual" child abuse. Quantico, VA: National Center for the Analysis of Violent Crime.]”
Source: Cult and Ritual Abuse: Its History, Anthropology, and Recent Discovery in Contemporary America
“This monopoly of information is a threat to democracy...”
Source: Algorithms of Oppression: How Search Engines Reinforce Racism
“This monopoly over language is one of the means by which males have ensured their own primacy, and consequently have ensured the invisibility or 'other' nature of females.”
“This monster of a land, this mightiest of nations, this spawn of the future, turns out to be the macrocosm of microcosm me.”
Source: Travels with Charley in Search of America: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)
“This monstrous king could be undone by the touch of her lips.”
Source: Wicked Saints
“This moon man right here stands for a lot more. This is the most important record out of all of them. Gay rights are human rights, there is no separation.”
“This moon, O lunar landscape glow, by reflecting sunlight's passing flow...of energy and vibrant waves to mirror back our feelings so.”
Source: Lead Us To A Place: Your Spiritual Journey Through Life's Seasons
“This morning a terrible family tragedy has occurred, we are devastated to report that our beloved brother, son, and friend, Sawyer Sweeten, took his own life. He was weeks away from his 20th birthday. At this sensitive time, our family requests privacy and we beg of you to reach out to the ones you love.”
“This morning about nine I withdrew to the woods for prayer. I was in such anguish that when I arose from my knees I felt extremely weak and overcome. ...I cared not how or where I lived, or what hardships I went through, so that I could but gain souls for Christ.”
“This morning arrives a letter from my ancient silver-mining comrade, Calvin H. Higbie, a man whom I have not seen nor had communication with for forty-four years. . . . [Footnote: Roughing It is dedicated to Higbie.] . . . I shall allow myself the privilege of copying his punctuation and his spelling, for to me they are a part of the man. He is as honest as the day is long. He is utterly simple-minded and straightforward, and his spelling and his punctuation are as simple and honest as he is himself. He makes no apology for them, and no apology is needed.”
“This morning came on to me, silver wings silhouetted against the child's sunrise.”
“This morning, did you wake up in the same body in which you slept last night? Maybe you slept in the body of Ram and woke up in the body of Shyam. Now you think you are Shyam because you have taken up memories and everything that belongs to Shyam. Maybe you take a new body everyday. Rejoice! It's a new day and a new life!”
“This morning did you wake up to an alarm clock or an opportunity clock?”
“This morning do something different: When you wake up in the morning, wake your forgotten and forsaken dreams up as well, wake them up like an insisting rooster!”
“This morning I deleted the hyphen from "hell-bound" and made it one word; this afternoon I redivided it and restored the hyphen.”
“This morning I got up early and I was glazing the paintings and they just looked so beautiful. I had a private moment of "yeah, I'm behind this." Which is all that matters as an artist, to believe in what you're doing. It sounds like an obvious thing but it takes a lot of work.”
“This morning I looked at the books on my shelves and thought that they have no knowledge of my existence. They come to life because I open them and turn their pages, and yet they don't know that I am their reader.”
Source: A Reading Diary
“This morning I paid seventy cents for two little old dried-up slivers of bacon and one cockeyed egg. It took me till noon to get my appetite back.”
“This morning I saw a coyote walking through the sagebrush right at the very edge of the ocean ― next stop China. The coyote was acting like he was in New Mexico or Wyoming, except that there were whales passing below. That’s what this country does for you. Come down to Big Sur and let your soul have some room to get outside its marrow.”
Source: Richard Brautigan's A Confederate General from Big Sur, Dreaming of Babylon, and The Hawkline Monster: Three Books in the Manner of Their Original Editions
“This morning, I see the lead in my glass tumbler. A slim, bright glint, a silverfish. I feel it collecting in my blood, papercutting the lining of my veins.”
Source: A Line Made By Walking
“This morning I shot six holes in my freezer. I think I've got cabin fever.”
“This morning I stopped to watch the geese fly, even though I didn’t have the time to do so. And I realized that not having the time to do something might be the very reason why I need to do it.”
“This morning I suddenly catch myself: I'm not there, I'm so lost in thought, I don't know what's going on around me. Can you think yourself to death?”
“This morning I understand what it means to die: when we disappear, it is the others who die for us, for here I am, lying on a cold pavement and it is not the dying I care about; it has no more meaning this morning that it did yesterday. But never again will I see those I love, and if that is what dying is about then it really is the tragedy they say it is.”
“This morning, I wanted to remind you of something powerful – when you are done seeing all the red, resistance & all the revelations within & around you- make an effort to honour & see all the good. Dear, amidst all the red & negativity, there’s so much good too!
Darling listen – it’s not what one has or how one appears that makes them a Muse. It’s what they embody & the power of their mindset that truly inspires the world.
I repeat - true inspiration comes not from what we own or how we look, but from who we are & the strength we carry within. Think about it – Are you a muse to someone or yourself? What positive energy do you bring to your world? What do you bring to the table?
So today, let’s be muses for ourselves & each other. Let you rise above the negativity & create something beautiful, something that brings us joy & inspires those around us!
Sending you blessings for a day filled with love, happiness, inspiration & creation!”
“This morning I was laughing at my cat who was running up the stairs and slipped, and pretended like it didn't happen.”
“This morning I was standing in the shower and thought how I was sick of losing and how it was about time I had a big game.”
“This morning I woke dreaming of a man
I'd not undressed in fifteen years.
We may as well have written letters with goose quills.
Th mind's meddling, curious - why him, why now?
Still, it's fun to throw spaghetti against the wall.
See what falls, what sticks. Isn't this a game
we're always losing? The root of diminution.”
Source: Former Possessions of the Spanish Empire
“This morning I woke up and pulled all the knives out of my back, I then asked God to Please protect me from my enemies. -MillYentei_D.Y”
“This morning I woke up before the alarm clock went off and the sky outside was a big red ocean. You're beautiful when you're sleeping so I spent an hour observing the way you breathe. Inhale, exhale, without a thought of tomorrow. The window was open and the air was so crisp and I couldn't imagine how to ever ask for more than this.”
Source: Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in search for The Great Perhaps
“This morning in the Washington Post there was a statistic about how 85% of Americans are Christians.”
“This morning it occurred to me for the first time that my body, my faithful companion and friend, truer and better known to me than my own soul, may be after all only a sly beast who will end by devouring his master.”
Source: Memoirs of Hadrian
“This morning it was sunny and bright, and Maman was making Easter things. There were eggs, and hens, and rabbits, and ducks, all in different sizes and varieties of chocolate, and Maman was decorating them with gold leaf, and hundreds and thousands, and sugar roses and candied fruit. Later she'll wrap them in cellophane, like fabulous bunches of flowers, each tied with a long curly ribbon of a different color, and put them all on shelves at the back, as part of her annual Easter display.”
Source: The Strawberry Thief
“This morning my dad called me up and said, 'So, tonight's your last show, huh.' And I said, 'No, Dad, that's someone else.'”
“This morning, my grandmother stretched out her hand to feel the air, then raised her head to the sky and said, “It's fig harvest time.” She sat silently for the rest of the day. My friend, it seems that we all yearn for even the smallest details and simplest things that were once a part of our lives. Like the fig trees and the day of their harvest. Do you remember the day my mother made me cut a large pot filled with figs to make jam for us, and you came to help me? Do you remember the secrets and stories we shared over that pot of figs? And do you remember helping my grandmother knead the cookie dough afterwards? The taste of laughter, the smell of the house, and the warmth of our hearts as we dipped those cookies in the fig jam. My friend, will we ever make jam and cookies together again? Or will we continue to long for our memories, loved ones, friends, and fig trees?
letters in wartime”
“This morning my soul is greater than the world since it possesses You, You whom heaven and earth do not contain”
“This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.”
Source: Selected Writings of Charles Olson
“This morning, outside Nordic Fisheries a couple of delivery guys are unloading lobsters and crabs by the case, pausing in between loads to sip coffee from Styrofoam cups. Across the street, on Penn Avenue, the green grocers are busy stacking crates of vegetables and fruits, arranging them into a still life to showcase their most beautiful produce: heads of red romaine, their tender spines heavy with the weight of lush, purple-tinged leaves; a basket of delicate mâche, dark green, almost black, and smelling like a hothouse garden; sugar pumpkins of burnished gold; new Brussels sprouts, their tender petals open like flowers.
At this hour the world belongs to those noble souls who devote their lives to food. Cook, grocer, butcher, baker, sunrises are ours. It's a time to gather your materials, to prepare your mise en place, to breathe uninterrupted before the day begins.”
Source: Aftertaste: A Novel in Five Courses
“This morning President Obama met with Britain's Prince William in the Oval Office. It was a meeting between a symbolic ruler with no real power and the future king of England.”
“This morning Reverend [Martin Luther] King invited me to attend a meeting of the protest committee. The committee decided not to hold any more mass meetings but only prayer meetings. This was to emphasize the moral nature of the struggle. The meetings will center around five prayers:
A prayer for the success of the meeting.
A prayer for strength of spirit to carry on nonviolently.
A prayer for strength of body to walk for freedom.
A prayer for those who oppose us.
A prayer that all men may become brothers to live in justice and equality.”
Source: Down the Line: The Collected Writings of Bayard Rustin
“This morning's pastry poses challenges. To assemble the tiny mosaic disks of chocolate flake and candied ginger, Avis must execute a number of discrete, ritualistic steps: scraping the chocolate with a fine grater, rolling the dough cylinder in large-grain sanding sugar, and assembling the ingredients atop each hand-cut disk of dough in a pointillist collage. Her husband wavers near the counter, watching. "They're like something Marie Antoinette would wear around her neck. When she still had one."
"I thought she was more interested in cake," Avis says, she tilts her narrow shoulders, veers around him to stack dishes in the sink.”
Source: Birds of Paradise
“This morning take a few minutes to reflect on how you give of yourself to the world. Often we get caught up in the frenzy of buying and giving things. Look at the ways you give appreciation, friendship, energy, time, love, and affection, and give of your own special talents and abilities throughout the year. Acknowledge yourself for having enriched the lives of others. Spend some time loving yourself for the giving light that you are.”
Source: Reflections in the Light: Daily Thoughts and Affirmations
“This morning, the birds were singing before the sun came up. And in thinking about that, it amazed me that they would readily sing into the darkness without demanding that the light show itself first.”
“This morning the electricity came on for a few minutes, and when it did, Jonny said, "Hey, it's a black-on." This is what passes for humor around here.”
Source: Life As We Knew It
“This morning, the sun endures past dawn. I realise that it is August: the summer's last stand.”
Source: A Line Made By Walking
“This morning the sunrise splashed a brilliant red across a sleepy sky. And I wondered what right I had to such a breathtaking sight. As I pondered the thought, I realized that this was not some right that I possess. Rather, it was a gift that God bestowed.”
“This morning the world by moonlight seemed to be an immemorial acquaintance I had always meant to befriend. If there was ever a chance, it had passed. Strange to say, I feel a little that way about myself.”
Source: Gilead: A Novel