I had worked my way through a thousand problems, like when the tar paper bulged on the corners so I used a strap wrapped around the whole house and ratcheted it tight to attach the trim; I had figured that out without using a book, and that was just one of a bunch of ideas that had saved the day. I liked it; I was falling in love with the way my kneecaps knew how to hold a piece of plywood halfway up till I could grab the underside with my hand. I like the way the little house was taking shape, and the way it seemed to double-dog dare me to step in.. move in. . Dee Williams
That's what I love about Aibileen, she can take the most complicated things in life and wrap them up so small and simple, they'll fit right in your pocket.
-
Kathryn Stockett
Sometimes life knocks you on your ass... get up, get up, get up! ! ! Happiness is not the absence of problems, it's the ability to deal with them.
-
Steve Maraboli
In everybody’s life there’s a point of no return. And in a very few cases, a point where you can’t go forward anymore. And when we reach that point, all we can do is quietly accept the fact. That’s how we survive.
-
Haruki Murakami
Hard is trying to rebuild yourself, piece by piece, with no instruction book, and no clue as to where all the important bits are supposed to go.
-
Nick Hornby
Many people pray to be kept out of unexpected problems. Some people pray to be able to confront and overcome them.
-
Toba Beta
More Quotes By Dee Williams
Being an entrepreneur is a mental job... It takes patients! YOU are doing more motivation to yourself than anyone on this planet.
The library made me feel safe, as if every question had an answer and there was nothing to be afraid of, as long as I could sort through another volume.
Books had rescued me when i most needed saving.. Books were smarter than me and words inspired me.. to try something new, charge forward without a clear understanding of what would happen next, because "given something like death, what does it matter if one looks...
I thought: This is what the living do. And I swooned at the ordinary nature of the task and myself, at my chapped hands and square palms, at the way my wrists bent and fingers flexed inside this living body.
It was true; books had saved me in my home remodeling projects, but they fell short in teaching me how to trust my instincts, and how to stop thinking with my educated brain and more with my kneecaps and butt cheeks.
