'Like your body your mind also gets tired, so refresh it by wise sayings'. [Hazrat Ali]
Have you ever observed that we pay much more attention to a wise passage
when it is quoted, than when we read it in the original author?
[Philip Gilbert Hamerton, The Intellectual Life, 1873]
'A quote is just a tattoo on the tongue.' [Attributed to William F. DeVault]
I love quotations because it is a joy to find thoughts one might have, beautifully expressed with much authority by someone recognized wiser than oneself. [Marlene Dietrich]
Quote(s) of the week...
It's a beautiful feeling when someone tells you, 'I wish I knew you earlier.'
Paul David Tripp
'Life is worth living as long as there is a laugh in it.' 'Nothing is every really lost to us as long as we remember it.'
'Because when you are imagining, you might as well imagine something worthwhile.'
Lucy Maud Montgomery [1874 - 1942] was a Canadian author, renowned for her classic novel, Anne of Green Gables, making Port Edward Island, the novel's setting, an international tourist destination.
Anne Shirley, the protagonist, has won the hearts of readers of all ages all over the world.
L.M.Montgomery led an idyllic childhood even though she had a serious case of typhoid fever at the age of 5. She was a voracious reader. Some of her first writings were hymns and poems and sketches of her imaginary friends. From the age of 9 she started writing on scraps of paper and keeping a journal. In 1893 she qualified as a teacher and in 1895 her first short story was published.
In 1904, the character, Anne, was born - '...she soon seemed very real to me and took possession of me to an unusual extent.' [L.M.Montgomery]
In 1908, her novel, Anne of Green Gables was published. in 1938, L.M. Montgomery suffered a nervous breakdown and in 1942, she died of heart failure. Her body lay in state at Green Gables before she was buried.
Anne of Green Gables features the lovable, dramatic, highly imaginative and red-headed orphan, Anne Shirley, taken in by brother and sister, Marilla and Matthew Cuthbert. Her adventures and amusing misadventures take the reader on a delightful journey of discovery and friendship.
'There's such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I'm such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn't be half so interesting.'
'People laugh at me because I use big words.
But if you have big ideas you have to use big words to express them, haven't you?'
'It's all very well to read about sorrows and imagine yourself living through them heroically, but it's not so nice when you really come to have them, is it?'
'Marilla, isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?'
'Look at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.'
'Anne always remembered the silvery, peaceful beauty and fragrant calm of that night. It was the last night before sorrow touched her life; and no life is ever quite the same again when once that cold, sanctifying touch has been laid upon it.'
'Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive--it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we know all about everything, would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then, would there?'
'Henceforth I shall cover the past with a mantle of oblivion.'
'Everyday when you are writing, you are trying to have an empathetic experience with your characters. I try to become them as much as I can, to imagine how they feel in the world. It is about the beating heart of the character. To give all the characters, even the marginal ones, a voice and a story.'
Sue Monk Kidd [1948 - ] grew up in a rural town in Georgia. Her father was an imaginative, story-teller.
She knew early on that she wanted to be a writer.
In 1970, Kidd earned a degree in nursing. During her twenties, she worked as a Registered Nurse and college nursing instructor. She married Sanford Kidd, with whom she had two children. She later enrolled in writing classes.
Sue Monk Kidd is best known for her first novel, The Secret Life of Bees (2002).
Set in South Carolina during 1964, The Secret Life of Bees tells the story of a fourteen year old white girl, Lily Owens, whose life has been shaped around the blurred memory of the afternoon her mother was killed. When Lily’s fierce-hearted “stand-in mother,” Rosaleen, insults three racists in town, they escape to Tiburon, South Carolina—a town that holds the secret to her mother’s past. Taken in by an eccentric trio of black beekeeping sisters, Lily finds refuge in their mesmerizing world of bees, honey, and the Black Madonna. Lily starts a journey as much about her understanding of the world, as about the mystery surrounding her mother. The Secret Life of Bees is a major literary triumph about the search for love and belonging, a novel that possesses a rare wisdom about life and the power and divinity of the female spirit.
'It is the peculiar nature of the world to go on spinning no matter what sort of heartbreak is happening.'
'The hardest thing on earth is choosing what matters.'
'We walked along the river with the words streaming behind us like ribbons in the night.'
'You have to know when to prod and when to be quiet, when to let things take their course.'
Lily Owens: If your favourite colour is blue, why did you paint the house pink?
August Boatwright: [chuckles] That was May's doing. When we went to the paint shop, she latched on to a colour called, "Caribbean Pink." She said it made her feel like dancing a Spanish Flamenco. I personally thought it was the tackiest colour I had ever seen, but I figured if it could lift May's heart, it was good enough to live in.
Lily Owens: That was awfully nice of you.
August Boatwright: Well, I don't know. Some things in life, like the colour of a house, don't really matter. But lifting someone's heart? Now, that matters.”
'People, in general, would rather die than forgive. It's that hard. If God said in plain language, "I'm giving you a choice, forgive or die," a lot of people would go ahead and order their coffin.'
'We can't think of changing our skin color. Change the world - that's how we gotta think.'
Sue Monk Kidd's 3rd novel, The Invention of Wings is a masterpiece of hope, daring, the quest for freedom, and the desire to have a voice in the world.
Hetty “Handful” Grimke, an urban slave in early nineteenth century Charleston, yearns for life beyond the suffocating walls that enclose her within the wealthy Grimke household. The Grimkes’ daughter, Sarah, has known from an early age she is meant to do something large in the world, but she is hemmed in by the limits imposed on women.
Sue Monk Kidd’s sweeping new novel is set in motion on Sarah’s eleventh birthday in 1803, when she is given ownership of ten-year-old Handful, who is to be her waiting maid. We follow their remarkable journeys over the next thirty-five years, as both strive for a life of their own, dramatically shaping each other’s destinies and forming a complex relationship marked by guilt, defiance, estrangement, and the uneasy ways of love.
This exquisitely written novel is a triumph of storytelling that looks with unswerving eyes at one of the most devastating wounds in American history, through women whose struggles for liberation, empowerment, and expression will leave no reader unmoved.
'In writing The Invention of Wings, I was inspired by the words of Professor Julius Lester, which I kept propped on my desk: “History is not just facts and events. History is also a pain in the heart and we repeat history until we are able to make another’s pain in the heart our own.''
'My body might be a slave, but not my mind. For you, it's the other way round.'
'We 're all yearning for a wedge of sky, aren 't we? I suspect God plants these yearnings in us so we'll at least try and change the course of things. We must try, that's all'
'The sorry truth is you can walk your feet to blisters, walk till kingdom-com, and you never will outpace your grief.'
“You speak as if God was white and Southern! As if we somehow owned his image. You speak like a fool. The Negro is not some other kind of creature than we are. Whiteness is not sacred. It can't go on defining everything.”
'Goods and chattel… We were like the gold leaf mirror and the horse saddle. Not full-fledge people. I didn’t believe this, never had believed it a day of my life, but if you listen to white folks long enough, some sad, beat-down part of you starts to wonder. All that pride about what we were worth left me then. For the first time, I felt the hurt and shame of just being who I was.
… When mauma saw my raw eyes, she said, “Ain’t nobody can write down in a book what you worth.'
'There were ten good-size squares. I spread them out cross the frame. The colors she'd used outdid God and the rainbow. Reds, purples, oranges, pinks, yellows, blacks, and browns. They hit my ears more than my eyes. They sounded like she was laughing and crying in the same breath. It was the finest work ever to come from mauma’s hands.'
'Their laughter would ring out abruptly, a sound Mother welcomed. “Our slaves are happy,” she would boast. It never occurred to her their gaiety wasn’t contentment, but survival.”'
'There was a time in Africa the people could fly. Mauma told me this one night when I was ten years old. She said, “Handful, your granny-mauma saw it for herself. She say they flew over trees and clouds. She say they flew like blackbirds. When we came here, we left that magic behind.”'
'When I was 5 years old, I moved from Philadelphia to a small town in Florida. People talked more slowly there and said words I had never heard before, like “ain't” and “y'all” and “ma'am.” Everybody knew everybody else. Even if they didn't, they acted like they did. It was all so different from what I had known before, and I fell swiftly and madly in love.'
Kate DiCamillo [1964 - ] is a children's author, best known for 'Because of Winn Dixie' and The Tale of Despereux,' both adapted for the movie screen.
Kate has a degree in English from the University of Florida and worked in a book warehouse in Minnesota where for four and a half years she spent all day, every day, around children's books and it wasn't long before she fell in love with them. She wrote her first book, 'Because of Winn Dixie,' at the age of 29.
Her inspiration for 'Because of Winn Dixie' was living in an apartment that didn't allow dogs, so she decided to write a story about a dog as she missed having one. Experiencing the cold Minnesota winters caused her to miss Florida and so she decided to make that her setting. Kate always makes herself write two pages every day and making up fun names for the characters of her books is the easiest part of writing.
'Writing isn't all about talent, but about seeing the world. Paying attention to what is going on around you and putting that story of real people and characters down on paper.' [Kate DiCamillo]
This viewpoint has given her stories a powerful emotional quality that resonates with many readers.
'You can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.'
'It is important that you say what you mean to say. Time is too short. You must
speak the words that matter.'
'Do you think everybody misses somebody? Like I miss my mama?” “Mmmm-hmmm,” said Gloria. She closed her eyes. “I believe, sometimes, that the whole world has an aching heart.'
'Men and boys always want to go fight. They are always looking for a reason to go to war.
It is the saddest thing. They have this
abiding notion that war is fun.
And no history lesson will
convince them differently.'
'I lay there and thought how life was like a Litmus Lozenge, how the sweet and the sad were all
mixed up together and how hard it was to
separate them out. It was confusing.'
Sometimes, it seemed like everybody in the world was lonely. I thought about my mama. Thinking about her was the same as the hole
you keep on feeling with your tongue after you lose a tooth.
Time after time, my mind kept going to that empty spot,
the spot where i felt like she should be.”
'Other people’s tragedies should not be the subject of idle conversation.'
During the '50s, Lewis started to publish the seven books that would comprise The Chronicles of Narnia children's series, with The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe (1950) being the first release. The story focused on four siblings who, during wartime, walk through an armoire to enter the magical world of Narnia, a land resplendent with mythical creatures and talking animals.
Throughout the series, a variety of Biblical themes are presented; one prominent character is Aslan, a lion and the ruler of Narnia, who has also been interpreted as a Jesus Christ figure.
(Lewis would assert that his Narnia stories weren't a direct allegory to the real world.)
'I did not say to myself, 'Let us represent Jesus as he really is in our world by a lion in Narnia.' I said, 'Let us suppose that there were a land like Narnia and that the Son of God, as he became a man in our world, became a lion there, and then imagine what would happen.' [C.S. Lewis]
C.S. Lewis [1898-1963] was a prolific Irish writer and scholar best known for his
'Chronicles of Narnia' fantasy series and his pro-Christian texts.
“It isn't Narnia, you know," sobbed Lucy. "It's you. We shan't meet you there. And how can we live, never meeting you?"
"But you shall meet me, dear one," said Aslan.
"Are, are you there too, Sir?" said Edmund.
"I am," said Aslan. "But there I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there.”
[C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader]
'And then—oh joy! For he was there: the huge Lion, shining white in the moonlight, with his huge black shadow underneath him.
But for the movement of his tail he might have been a stone lion, but Lucy never thought of that.
She never stopped to think whether he was a friendly lion or not.
She rushed to him. She felt her heart would burst if she lost a moment.
And the next thing she knew was that she was kissing him and putting her arms as far round his neck as she could and burying her face in the beautiful rich silkiness of his mane.
“Aslan, Aslan. Dear Aslan,” sobbed Lucy. “At last.”
The great beast rolled over on his side so that Lucy fell, half sitting and half lying between his front paws. He bent forward and just touched her nose with his tongue. His warm breath came all round her. She gazed up into the large wise face.
“‘Welcome, child,” he said.
“AsIan,” said Lucy, “you’re bigger.”
“That is because you are older, little one,” answered he.
“Not because you are?”
“I am not. But every year you grow, you will find me bigger.”
[C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian: The Return to Narnia]
'I want God, not my idea of God'
'In Science we have been reading only the notes to a poem.
In Christianity we find the poem itself.'
'If I find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy, the only logical explanation is that I was made for another world.'
'Isn't funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back everything is different.'
'Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing the monkey bars.
You have to let go at some point in order to move forward.'