“I have an immigrant story. Most people come here for economic reasons, or religious reasons, or racial reasons, or gender reasons, or one of those things. I had a good job in Paris, but America was, and still is, the golden fleece. And I've done very well!” PeopleWellsStillsReasonDoneStoriesJobsAmericaReligiousEconomicGenderGoldenParisImmigrantsGood JobFleece Author:Jacques Pepin
“In meditation, when your mind becomes perfectly still and calm, you will experience the golden light of eternity.” MindStillsLightMeditationBuddhismEternityCalmGoldenGolden Light Author:Frederick Lenz
“A mother's love is indeed the golden link that binds youth to age; and he is still but a child, however time may have furrowed his cheek, or silvered his brow, who can yet recall, with a softened heart, the fond devotion, or the gentle chidings, of the best friend that God gives us.” GivingHeartMayChildrenStillsAgeMotherLove IsYouthDevotionGoldenGentleLinksCheeksRecallsBrowsMother's Love Author:Christian Nestell Bovee
“From the Sun I learned this: when he goes down, overrich; he pours gold into the sea out of inexhaustible riches, so that even the poorest fisherman still rows with golden oars. For this I once saw and I did not tire of my tears as I watched it.” StillsCompassionSunSawsSeaTearsGoldRichesGoldenTirePoorestFishermanOar Book:The Portable Nietzsche Source: The Portable Nietzsche
“Cockburn's personal history links him to the politics of the Communist Party, and there are still moments in his writing - debating the number of people estimated to have perished in Stalin's gulags, claiming that 'the Brezhnev years were a Golden Age for the Soviet working class', when aspects of his father's convictions can be glimpsed.” PeopleWritingYearsStillsMomentsAgeFatherPartyNumbersClassAspectConvictionGoldenLinksCommunistSovietWorking ClassGolden AgeCommunist PartyPersonal HistoryGulagsBrezhnev Author:Alexander Cockburn
“Now, writing every day, and being paid for it and encouraged to do it, it was as if, in the midst of the clich?d dark and stormy night, I found the magical inn, its windows golden lit, and Summer was due to start tomorrow. I can only work at one thing well. Deprive me of that, and my "back-up plan," even now, will be the empty, stormy, darkened heath -- where, incidentally, even unpublished, somehow I'll still be writing.” IfsWritingWellsStillsI CanNightFoundDarkPlansOne ThingTomorrowSummerWindowEmptyPaidDuesGoldenMidstLitStormyInnsWriting Every DayStormy Nights Author:Tanith Lee
“O Youth! flame earnest, still aspire, With energies immortal! To many a heaven of Desire, Our yearning opes a portal! And tho' Age wearies by the way, And hearts break in the furrow, We'll sow the golden grain Today-- The Harvest comes tomorrow.” WayHeartStillsAgeTodayDesireEnergyHeavenBreakYouthTomorrowGoldenFlamesImmortalYearningGrainAspireHarvestEarnestHeart BreakPortal Book:Poems Source: Poems