I remember loving pencils. I was fond of paper. I loved the small of textbooks. I loved the way the light from a desk lamp was bright on a page. I loved the smell of fresh-cut grass. It was a thing everybody loved, but there was no shame in being that much like everybody else, in sharing that. Frederick Barthelme
Love, too, has to be learned.
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Friedrich Nietzsche
Learned we may be with another man's learning: we can only be wise with wisdom of our own.
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Michel De Montaigne
But it's important to acknowledge that while we may make mistakes, in the long run, we may also learn from them.
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Sarah Dessen
One way or another, I think we are all destined to learn the same lessons in life. Universal truths are universal truths. They cannot be changed.
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Richelle E. Goodrich
The more I read, the more I acquire, the more certain I am that I know nothing.
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Voltaire
More Quotes By Frederick Barthelme
What had been quiet and restful was now silent and empty.
Like most marriages, ours eventually wore down all the cartilage. We were a hip needing replacement. Bone on bone, grinding, day in and day out. It worked but it was hard.
I remember loving pencils. I was fond of paper. I loved the small of textbooks. I loved the way the light from a desk lamp was bright on a page. I loved the smell of fresh-cut grass. It was a thing everybody loved, but there...
There is a feeling of disbelief that comes over you, that takes over, and you kind of go through the motions. You do what you're supposed to do, but in fact you're not there at all.
But if someone had slowed him down, just slightly interrupted his course, maybe he could have gotten through that one nightmarish moment; maybe he would never get that close to it again.
