“I might be confused sometimes in my head but it is not something you need to talk about. Before you can talk you have to line it all up in order and I had rather just let it swirl around until I am too tired to think. You just let the motion in your head wear you out. Never think about it. You just make a bigger mess that way.”
― Kaye Gibbons, quote from Ellen Foster
“Have you ever felt like you could cry because you know you just heard the most important thing anybody in the world could have spoke at that second?”
― Kaye Gibbons, quote from Ellen Foster
“I could lay here and read all night. I am not able to fall asleep without reading. You have the time when your brain has nothing to do so it rambles. I fool my brain out of that by making it read until it shuts off. I just think it is best to do something right up until you fall asleep.”
― Kaye Gibbons, quote from Ellen Foster
“I could wake her up and ask have you ever been to the ocean? but I already know that answer. She has not. You can tell. It would humble you I whisper to her sleeping if you for one time stood by something stronger than yourself.”
― Kaye Gibbons, quote from Ellen Foster
“But they get some comfort out of the made up stories. And if that helps them get along maybe I should not poke fun.”
― Kaye Gibbons, quote from Ellen Foster
“You can rest with me until somebody comes to get you. We will not say anything. We can rest.”
― Kaye Gibbons, quote from Ellen Foster
“You see if you tell yourself the same tale over and over again enough times then the tellings become separate stories and you will generally fool yourself into forgetting you started with one solitary season out of your life.”
― Kaye Gibbons, quote from Ellen Foster
“Folks do not want to see a body disappear before their very eyes. Not me at least.”
― Kaye Gibbons, quote from Ellen Foster
“When I was little I would think of ways to kill my daddy. I would figure out this or that way and run it down through my head until it got easy.
The way I liked best was letting go a poisonous spider in his bed. It would bite him and he'd be dead and swollen up and I would shudder to find him so. Of course I would call the rescue squad and tell them to come quick something's the matter with my daddy. When they come in the house I'm all in a state of shock and just don't know how to act what with two colored boys heaving my dead daddy onto a roller cot. I just stand in the door and look like I'm shaking all over.
But I did not kill my daddy. He drank his own self to death the year after the County moved me out. I heard how they found him shut up in the house dead and everything. Next thing I know he's in the ground and the house is rented out to a family of four.
All I did was wish him dead real hard every now and then. All I can say for a fact that I am better off now than when he was alive.”
― Kaye Gibbons, quote from Ellen Foster
“Someone once told me that writing is an act of faith. Another person told me that forgiving is also an act of faith. That’s true. I think both heal, both are arts. What a fine thing it is to do both at once.”
― Kaye Gibbons, quote from Ellen Foster
Kaye Gibbons
Born place: in North Carolina, The United States
Born date January 1, 1960
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“Nada más que en la mayonesa se gastaron catorce huevos, e incluso se encomendó a Pablo Neftalí la delicada misión de espiar a la gallina castellana y tararear «Venceremos», cuando ésta depusiera su huevo diario para quebrarlo ante ese manjar amarillo que estaba resultando espeso gracias a que”
― Antonio Skármeta, quote from The Postman
“It was then that I made the discovery that his talk created reverberations, that the echo took a long time to reach one's ears. I began to compare it with French talk in which I had been enveloped for so long. The latter seemed more like the play of light on an alabaster vase, something reflective, nimble, dancing, liquid, evanescent, whereas the other, the Katsimbalistic language, was opaque, cloudy, pregnant with resonances which could only be understood long afterwards, when the reverberations announced the collision with thoughts, people, objects located in distant parts of the earth. The Frenchman puts walls about his talk, as he does about his garden: he puts limits about everything in order to feel at home. At bottom he lacks confidence in his fellow-man; he is skeptical because he doesn't believe in the innate goodness of human beings. He has become a realist because it is safe and practical. The Greek, on the other hand, is an adventurer: he is reckless and adaptable, he makes friends easily. The walls which you see in Greece, when they are not of Turkish or Venetian origin, go back to the Cyclopean age. Of my own experience I would say that there is no more direct, approachable, easy man to deal with than the Greek. He becomes a friend immediately: he goes out to you. With the Frenchman friendship is a long and laborious process: it may take a lifetime to make a friend of him. He is best in acquaintanceship where there is little to risk and where there are no aftermaths. The very word ami contains almost nothing of the flavor of friend, as we feel it in English. C'est mon ami cannot be translated by "this is my friend." There is no counterpart to this English phrase in the French language. It is a gap which has never been filled, like the word "home." These things affect conversation. One can converse all right, but it is difficult to have a heart to heart talk.”
― Henry Miller, quote from The Colossus of Maroussi
“Humility, however, prevents bullying and being bullied. When your daughter recognizes that all humans have equal value and never esteems herself above another, she doesn’t worry about asserting her superiority or take seriously a bully’s taunts. She knows that our worth is not in what we do, what we have, or what we are capable of being, but in the fact that we are human.”
― quote from Strong Fathers, Strong Daughters: 10 Secrets Every Father Should Know
“El amor nos da una especia de religión para nosotros mismos, respetamos en nosotros otra vida; se hace entonces el más horrible de los males, el mal con una esperanza, una esperanza que nos hace aceptar los tormentos.”
― Honoré de Balzac, quote from The Wild Ass's Skin
“The pulsations of the arteries along my fingers pressing across hers, told her what was passing within me:
she look’d down—a silence of some moments followed.”
― Laurence Sterne, quote from A Sentimental Journey
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