Quotes by Illustrators - Page 17

Today I am so grateful that God knows my heart.Others may misunderstand my good intentions, judge my words or deeds, find fault,or blame what they truly do not understand.But God knows my heart. He knows I am learning, trying, endeavoring,to be all He created me to be.
Lori Nawyn
There is no limit as to what we can learn. Through study, we can learn from the past. Experience can empower us to handle the present. For those who desire to learn of the future, dreams hold a subtle key.Not all things we see, as we sleep, should be cast aside as non-consequential rubbish. It is true that the mind can play many tricks…but it can also send you messages meant to be deciphered at a later date.
Jaime Buckley
What if . . . What if I am stupid? Like people say?
Svetlana Chmakova
I think you should learn, of course, and some days you must learn a great deal. But you should also have days when you allow what is already in you to swell up inside of you until it touches everything. And you can feel it inside of you. If you never take time out to let that happen, then you accumulate facts, and they begin to rattle around inside of you. You can make noise with them, but never really feel anything with them. It's hollow.
E.L. Konigsburg
The happiest people are the ones who can build a firm foundation of awesomeness out of the stones people have thrown at them.
Tanya Masse
Sweetie, you don't need to drive me to the brink of insanity... I'm close enough to walk!
Tanya Masse
No REGRETS. Just LESSONS learned, BLESSINGS recognized and HUMOR found.
Tanya Masse
Those who think they know it ALL don't know what they are missing!
Tanya Masse
The things you should value most in this life are NOT things.
Tanya Masse
If there ever comes a time that you forget where you came from, you've gone too far.
Tanya Masse
I'm quite certain that if I lost my sense of humor, it would most definitely need to be replaced by a padded cell.
Tanya Masse
Sometimes the MOM who's always there for everyone else, needs someone to be there for HER.
Tanya Masse
Growing up is the dumbest thing I ever wanted to rush into.
Tanya Masse
Want LESS! Need LESS! Live MORE!
Tanya Masse
INTEGRITY...Choosing your thoughts, words and actions based on what’s right rather than what’s in it for you.
Tanya Masse
Prayer turns problems into promises and possibilities.
Lori Nawyn
Every lineament of the girl's wasted body is a testament to her inner turmoil. Willow can only imagine what kind of pain she must be in to destroy herself that way. She knows there's something ironic in her compassion for the other girl, but she can't help feeling that this utter mortification of the flesh is far worse than anything that she herself has done.
Julia Hoban
Nobody can guarantee that it's going to be okay, but - and I don't know if this will be comforting to anyone else - the possibility exists that there's a piece of corn on a floor somewhere that will make you just as confused about why you were laughing as you have ever been about why you are depressed.
Allie Brosh
And finally - FINALLY - after a lifetime of feelings and anxiety and more feelings, I didn't have any feelings left. I had spent my last feeling being disappointed that I couldn't rent Jumanji.
Allie Brosh
When I say that deciding to not kill myself was the worst part, I should clarify that I don’t mean it in a retrospective sense. From where I am now, it seems like a solid enough decision. But at the time, it felt like I had been dragging myself through the most miserable, endless wasteland, and—far in the distance—I had seen the promising glimmer of a slightly less miserable wasteland.
Allie Brosh
It’s disappointing to feel sad for no reason. Sadness can be almost pleasantly indulgent when you have a way to justify it.
Allie Brosh
It’s weird for people who still have feelings to be around depressed people. They try to help you have feelings again so things can go back to normal, and it’s frustrating for them when that doesn’t happen.
Allie Brosh
It’s a strange moment when you realize that you don’t want to be alive anymore.
Allie Brosh
It's just a bad day, not a bad life.
Mary Engelbreit
I couldn't even muster the enthusiasm to hate myself anymore.
Allie Brosh
Slowly, my feelings started to shrivel up. The few that managed to survive the constant beatings staggered around like wounded baby deer, just biding their time until they could die and join all the other carcasses strewn across the wasteland of my soul.
Allie Brosh
And that's the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn't always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn't even something-it's nothing. And you can't combat nothing.
Allie Brosh
The beginning of my depression had been nothing but feelings, so the emotional deadening that followed was a welcome relief. I had always viewed feelings as a weakness-annoying obstacles on my quest for total power over myself. And I finally didn't have to feel them anymore.
Allie Brosh
There I was, casually wishing that I could stop existing in the same way you'd want to leave an empty room or mute an unbearably repetitive noise.
Allie Brosh
The emotional, loving, moody child had small chance of developing into a happy woman. Had she as a girl been naturally joyus yet all that had befallen her must surely have driven away the bright birds, one by one, from her breast. As it was, made of more sombre clay, capable of deep happiness, but more easily drawn to the dark than the light, Fuchsia was even more open to the cruel winds of circumstance which appeared to have singled her out for particular punishment.
Mervyn Peake
It wasn't that I stopped caring about life, but that I've stopped being able to care.
Ruby Elliot
...this was as if an actual steamroller driven by a crazy grinning idiot had trundled through the door and flattened my entire life into a sad pancake of nothingness.
Ruby Elliot
Why would I want to take baby steps? Babies are shit at walking - think about it. To move forward I'll be taking jazzy little lizard steps.
Ruby Elliot
I'm going to lie down. Please wake me up in a couple of don't.
Ruby Elliot
My brain, having been suspended in a state of hyper-vigilance for such a long time, just packed in and said 'No more, your job now is to lie on the sofa incredibly still and just work on evaporating, you useless towel'. And so I did.
Ruby Elliot
Because the silence is exhausting and isolating in a way it needn't be.
Ruby Elliot
Someday, beyond the clouds and all the world's wrongs, there will be love, compassion and justice, and we shall all understand.
Flavia Weedn
I swear, with Chloe Bear once again as my witness...That my problems and failures will not stop me, nor will they dictate who I am.That I will continue to be my own person.That life is too short, and I will live every day as the best person I can be.That I will grow and that I will change.That I will smile and hold my head high.That this is a new start and a new day.That I will allow myself to cry or sit by myself when I need to.That I will find things to really smile about.
Stephen Emond
Some people are just not meant to be in this world. It's just too much for them.
Phoebe Stone
Words,words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.
Cornelia Funke
Have you ever wondered What happens to all the poems people write?The poems they neverlet anyone else read?Perhaps they are Too private and personalPerhaps they are just not good enough.Perhaps the prospect of such a heartfeltexpression being seen as clumsyshallow sillypretentious saccharineunoriginal sentimentaltrite boringoverwrought obscure stupidpointless or simply embarrassingis enough to give any aspiringpoet good reason to hide their work frompublic view.forever.Naturally many poems are IMMEDIATELY DESTROYED.Burnt shredded flushed awayOccasionally they are folded Into little squaresAnd wedged under the corner of An unstable piece of furniture(So actually quite useful)Others are hidden behind a loose brickor drainpipe or sealed into the back of an old alarm clockor put between the pages of AN OBSCURE BOOKthat is unlikely to ever be opened.someone might find them one day, BUT PROBABLY NOTThe truth is that unread poetry Will almost always be just that. DOOMED to join a vast invisible river of waste that flows out of suburbia.wellAlmost always.On rare occasions,Some especially insistentpieces of writing will escapeinto a backyard or a lanewaybe blown along a roadside embankmentand finally cometo rest in a shopping centerparking lotas so many things doIt is here that something quite Remarkabletakes placetwo or more pieces of poetry drift toward each otherthrough a strange force of attractionunknown to scienceand ever so slowlycling togetherto form a tiny, shapeless ball.Left undisturbed,this ball graduallybecomes larger and rounder as otherfree versesconfessions secrets stray musings wishes and unsentlove lettersattach themselvesone by one.Such a ball creeps through the streetsLike a tumbleweed for months even yearsIf it comes out only at night it has a goodChance of surviving traffic and childrenand through a slow rolling motionAVOIDS SNAILS(its number one predator)At a certain size, it instinctivelyshelters from bad weather, unnoticedbut otherwise roams the streetssearching for scraps of forgottenthought and feeling.Given time and luckthe poetry ball becomes large HUGE ENORMOUS:A vast accumulation of papery bitsThat ultimately take to the air, levitating byThe sheer force of so much unspoken emotion.It floats gentlyabove suburban rooftops when everybody is asleepinspiring lonely dogsto bark in the middle of the night.Sadlya big ball of papernot matter how large and buoyant, is still a fragile thing.Sooner or LATERit will be surprised bya suddengust of windBeaten by driving rainand REDUCEDin a matter of minutesto a billionsoggy shreds.One morningeveryone will wake upto find a pulpy messcovering front lawnsclogging up guttersand plastering carwindscreens.Traffic will be delayedchildren delightedadults baffledunable to figure outwhere it all came fromStranger stillWill be the Discovery that Every lump of Wet paperContains variousfaded words pressed into accidentalverse.Barely visiblebut undeniably presentTo each reader they will whisper something different something joyfulsomething sadtruthful absurdhilarious profound and perfectNo one will be able to explain the Strange feeling of weightlessnessor the private smilethat remainsLong after the street sweepers have come and gone.
Shaun Tan
It is sometimes necessary to use unnecessary words like thank you and please just to make life prettier.
E.L. Konigsburg
What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself.
Mary GrandPré
Letter make words. Words make stories. And stories can be changed with strong enough magic.
Joan Holub
Words are my weapons. They might kill or cure the readers, that’s out of my control.
Ama H. Vanniarachchy
I collect words--they are sweets in the mouth of sound.
Sally Gardner
The passion to teach, to share deeplyexperienced “lessons from life,” is embedded in all literature.
Vera B. Williams
Sometimes, in the course of my hopeless quest, I would pick up and dip into one of the ordinary books that lay strewn around the castle. Whenever I did, it seemed so insipid and insubstantial that I flew into a rage and hurled it at the wall after reading the first few sentences. I was spoilt for any other form of literature, and the mental torment I endured was comparable to the agony of unrequited love compounded by the withdrawal symptoms associated with a severe addiction.
Walter Moers
When Mats came in the evenings, they would drink tea in the kitchen while reading their books and talking about them. If Katri came in, they were quiet and waited for her to leave. The back door would close, and Katri would have gone.“Does your sister read our books?” Anna wanted to know.“No. She reads literature.
Tove Jansson
You either see it or you don't
Brian Selznick
I want all the books on the she
E.L. Konigsburg
Since language is the only tool with which writers can reflect and shape a culture, it must be transformed into art. Language is not a limitation on the art of literature; it is a glorification. It has been the scaffolding inside which nations and philosophies have been built, and the language of literature has added the ornamental pediment by which the culture is remembered.
E.L. Konigsburg
And this shows that sometimes people want to be stupid and they do not want to know the truth.
Mark Haddon
You are everything you should be, and all that is enough. Be proud of who you are, and love who you will become.” – Lady Lalaigne to Nhakira, “Chosen
Jeanine Henning Nhakira
Also I didn't habe 20/20 vision whch you needed to be a pilot. But I said you could still want something that is very unlikely to happen.
Mark Haddon
How will I make a people who do not understand the power of belief believe?
Brom
How merciful a thing is man's ignorance of his immediate future! What a ghastly, paralysing thing it would have been if all those present could have known what was about to happen within a matter of seconds! For nothing short of pre-knowledge could have stopped the occurrence, so suddenly it sprang upon them.
Mervyn Peake
That's one benefit of travelling to your own future, and making the trip part of your past.
James A. Owen
All of this comes out of what is now an empty space. There are depths to this. It's a lot to think about. From an empty space the future. If there's no empty space where can one put the future? It all figures if you take the time to think it out.
Russell Hoban
You can't let your past write the future
Janny Wurts