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Note: I know I’m doing a lot of “Top 5” posts and variations there of. Please forgive me – my brain is all muddled with moving, starting school, sick animals, and a new job. Soon, things will get more creative around here.

5 of my go-to quotes:

I used to be afraid of heights.      But now, whether it’s pushing myself two inches or 2,000 feet,The direction is always up. My dream is to fly. And I won’t be coming down anytime soon.


My revolution is reigning peace.

(I’m considering painting this on a canvas and hanging it in my office. Thoughts?)

"Where’s home for you?" a stranger asked a fellow traveler. "Wherever she is," came the reply, as the man pointed at his wife.


“In the beginning of life, when we are infants, we need others to survive, right? And at the end of life, when you get like me, you need others to survive, right?" His voice dropped to a whisper. "But here’s the secret: in between, we need others as well.” (Tuesdays with Morrie)


Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.  ~Charles W. Eliot

My 5 favorite funny quotes:

I’m out. I am a neutral country. I am Switzerland.

Kashi: Surfing teaches you to flow with nature, not fight it.                              My dad: No, it doesn’t – it teaches you to tuck and roll!

(Kashi foods mystify me.)

Lula: If it wasn’t for me, you would probably still be singing in some run-down rat hole for a bunch of fat cowgirls from Iowa.
Wyatt: Yeah, and if it wasn’t for me, you would probably be a waitress there.



I have serious misgivings about being a part of your little … Big Horn … between General Custer and his wife. Mrs. Custer … had a beach house. Oh, I’m way too involved. – Mr. Feeny, Boy Meets World


Mary Kate! What are you doing?! You have to measure when you’re baking! You can’t just throw things in! What are you doing?! I can’t believe this! Get out of the kitchen! – Mom


My all-time favorite passage from my all-time favorite book

And there they are. The earth is turning below them like a child’s favorite marble and stories are beginning and ending and beginning all over again. Above them, stars are burning and a mystery is unfolding in the heavens. Angels sing.

And here in the Village, the peaceful spirits are sleeping safe in their beds, dreaming earthly dreams of vegetable gardens and friendly cats and warm cups of coffee at noon.

While they sleep, there is a steady sound, a constant hum, a soft flowing rhythm in the air. It comes from the edge of town. A young potter is placing God’s hands on the wheel and the wheel is spinning round.

{The Heavenly Village by Cynthia Rylant}


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Janet
    Sep 03, 2010 @ 20:51:53

    i don’t understand ‘my revolution is reigning peace’… enlighten me?


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