“It’s teatime and all the dolls are at the table. Listen. It’s that simple.” Anne Lamott

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“Dolls are hollow, you see.
Completely hollow, in body and soul.
That void connects them with death.
But hollow things seek to fill their emptiness.
Don’t you feel as though this place is drawing
somthing out of you?”

Quote – Misaki Mei

“Tsham choe shain khaybe tag.” To know your limitations is the hallmark of a wise person.

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“Sampa zang na sa dang lam yang zang; sampa nyen na sa dang lam yang nyen.”

If the thought is good, (your) place and path are good; if the thought is bad, (your) place and path are bad

http://www.timmissartok.com/bushpilotlinks/ProverbsBhutan.html

Children learn from what they see. We need to set an example of truth and action. – Howard Rainer, Taos Pueblo-Creek (2012)

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Grown men can learn from very little children for the hearts of the little children are pure. Therefore, the Great Spirit may show to them many things which older people miss.

– Black Elk, Oglala Lakota Sioux (1863-1950)

http://www.californiaindianeducation.org/inspire/traditional/

Alcohol: Temporary Fun With Permanent Consequences

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“For the first twenty years of my life, I rocked myself to sleep. It was a harmless enough hobby, but eventually, I had to give it up. Throughout the next twenty-two years I lay still and discovered that after a few minutes I could drop off with no problem. Follow seven beers with a couple of scotches and a thimble of good marijuana, and it’s funny how sleep just sort of comes on its own. Often I never even made it to the bed. I’d squat down to pet the cat and wake up on the floor eight hours later, having lost a perfectly good excuse to change my clothes. I’m now told that this is not called “going to sleep” but rather “passing out,” a phrase that carries a distinct hint of judgment.”

David Sedaris, Me Talk Pretty One Day

We may have felt as though our spirit wanted to emerge, but we didn’t know how to let it. The Fourth Step provides a release and gives us the potential to change.

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Like any process, once we reach a point of decision it is best to go forward in the manner prescribed, attempting to follow the road map left by others to the destination. Ours is a path where we don’t need to take detours or to explore side passages.

http://www.nawol.org/2012_step4.htm

Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown. Through them we pass out into adventure and sunshine, to them, alas! we return. E. M. Forster

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Théophile Gautier

No, imbeciles! No! Fools and cretins, a book will not make a plate of soup; a novel is not a pair of boots; a sonnet is not a syringe; a drama is not a railway – those forms of civilisation which have caused humanity to march on the road to progress.
By all the bowels of all the popes, past, present and future, no! Ten thousand times no!
You cannot make a hat out of a metonymy, and you cannot make a simile in the form of a bedroom slipper, and you cannot use an antithesis as an umbrella [. . .] An ode is, I have a feeling, too light a garment for the winter.

Preface (1834) to Gautier, Mademoiselle de Maupin (1835); the full original appears below.

Non, imbéciles, non, crétins et goîtreux que vous êtes, un livre ne fait pas de la soupe à la gélatine; – un roman n’est pas une paire de bottes sans couture; un sonnet, une seringue à jet continu; un drame n’est pas un chemin de fer, toutes choses essentiellement civilisantes, et faisant marcher l’humanité dans la vois du progrès.
De par les boyaux de tous les papes passeé, présents et futurs, non et deux cent mille fois non.
On ne se fait pas un bonnet de coton d’une métonymie, on ne chausse pas une comparaison en guise de pantoufle; on ne se peut servir d’une anthithèse pour parapluie; malheureusement, on ne saurait se plaquer sur le ventre quelqus rimes bariolées en manière de gilet. J’ai la conviction intime qu’une ode est un vêtement trop léger pour l’hiver, et qu’on ne serait pas mieux habillé avec la strophe, l’antistrophe et l’épode, que cette femme du cynique qui se contentait de sa seule vertu pour chemise, et allait nue comme la main, à ce que raconte l’histoire.

“You got the eggs in you; the world is fully ready to celebrate the chicks out of your laying labour. Never give up. Go and breed! Go and breed great dreams.”

― Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes

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“It is quite uninteresting; that is why one comes out.”
— Temeraire, on being inside an egg
― Naomi Novik, Black Powder Watch

Cynthia came in quietly and set a cup of tea before him. He kissed her hand, inexpressibly grateful, and she went back into the kitchen. When we view the little things with thanksgiving, even they become big things. – Jan Karon, American writer, These High, Green Hills

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One day I decided to try to have a complete day without tea. I was quite shaken. I was quite disturbed.

Morrisey, English singer and songwriter, Victoria Wood’s Nice Cup of Teainterview, BBC Television

Every one thinks that all the bells echo his own thoughts. German

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Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything,
That’s how the light gets in.
~Leonard Cohen – See more at: http://www.verybestquotes.com/there-is-a-crack-in-everything-perfection-quotes/perfection-quotes-ring-the-bells-that-still-can-ring/#sthash.hTF8FqGc.dpuf