Caryn > Caryn's Quotes

“It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.”
― George Orwell, 1984

“How she felt that you could flick away history like shrugging a hand off your shoulder.”
― Brit Bennett, The Vanishing Half

“Finally, I must say that below the threshold of fear for life and limb there lurks a similar emotion, perhaps not fear but at least apprehension, a worry, not that you are going to be killed, but that you will be terribly embarrassed.”
― Michael Collins, Carrying the Fire: An Astronaut's Journey

“Even more basic, any EVA puts man just one thin, glued-together, rubber membrane away from near-instant death.”
― Michael Collins, Carrying the Fire: An Astronaut's Journey

“The earth from orbit is a delight—alive, inviting, enchanting—offering visual variety and an emotional feeling of belonging “down there.” Not so with this withered, sun-seared peach pit out my window. There is no comfort to it; it is too stark and barren; its invitation is monotonous and meant for geologists only. Look at this crater, look at that one, are they the result of impacts, or volcanism, or a mixture of both?”
― Michael Collins, Carrying the Fire: An Astronaut's Journey

“Do you know,” she said slowly, “that the stars that we see the clearest are already dead?” “Well, that’s depressing.” I took my hand from hers. “No,” she said gently, linking her arm through mine, “it’s not depressing, it’s beautiful. They’ve been gone for who knows how long, but we can still see them. They live on.” They live on.”
― Marianne Cronin, The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot

“It isn’t enough to have been a particle in the great extant of existence. I want, we want, more. We want for people to know us, to know our story, to know who we are and who we will be. And after we’ve gone, to know who we were.”
― Marianne Cronin, The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot

“It’s my belief that everything in this world has its own language. We have the ability to open up our ears and minds to anything and everything. That could be someone walking down the street, or it could be the sunshine or the wind.”
― Durian Sukegawa, Sweet Bean Paste

“I Listened to the birds that visited Tenshoen, and the insects, trees, grass and flowers. To the wind, rain and light. And to the moon. I believe they all have voices. I can easily spend a whole day Listening to them. When I am in the woods at Tenshoen the whole world is there too. When I hear stars whispering at night I feel part of the eternal flow of time.”
― Durian Sukegawa, Sweet Bean Paste