Cradle Quotes

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Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
“There is love enough in this world for everybody, if people will just look.”
Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle

Janet Fitch
“Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but Hatred cradles you.”
Janet Fitch, White Oleander

Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
“How complicated and unpredictable the machinery of life really is.”
Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Cat's Cradle

Vladimir Nabokov
“The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness. Although the two are identical twins, man, as a rule, views the prenatal abyss with more calm than the one he is heading for.”
Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory

Kate DiCamillo
“Never in his life had Edward been cradled like a baby. Abilene had not done it. Nor had Nellie. And most certainly, Bull had not. It was a singular sensation to be held so gently and yet so fiercely, to be stared down at with so much love. Edward felt the whole of his china body flood with warmth. (page 128)”
Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane

Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
“It's a small world." . . . "When you put it in a cemetery it is.”
Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle

Robert G. Ingersoll
“Heresy is the eternal dawn, the morning star, the glittering herald of the day. Heresy is the last and best thought. It is the perpetual New World, the unknown sea, toward which the brave all sail. It is the eternal horizon of progress.
Heresy extends the hospitalities of the brain to a new thought.
Heresy is a cradle; orthodoxy, a coffin.”
Robert G. Ingersoll, Heretics and Heresies: From 'The Gods and Other Lectures'

Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
“In this world, you get what you pay for.”
Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle

Sanober  Khan
“how can i ever
breathe normally again

after having been cradled
by the kind of sorrow
so silent, that it nourishes

after having been swept
by the kind of joy
so absolute, that it wounds.”
Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence

T.F. Hodge
“From the cradle to the grave, joy and pain is the fertilizer for wisdom.”
T.F. Hodge, From Within I Rise: Spiritual Triumph Over Death and Conscious Encounters with "The Divine Presence"

“A woman's body is a sacred temple. A work of art, and a life-giving vessel. And once she becomes a mother, her body serves as a medicine cabinet for her infant. From her milk she can nourish and heal her own child from a variety of ailments. And though women come in a wide assortment as vast as the many different types of flowers and birds, she is to reflect divinity in her essence, care and wisdom. God created a woman's heart to be a river of love, not to become a killing machine.”
Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

Roman Payne
“Her body accepted my brutal seed and took it to swell within, just as the patient earth accepts a falling fruit into its tender soil to cradle and nourish it to grow. Came a time, just springtime last, our infant child pushed through the fragile barrier of her womb. Her legs branched out, just as the wood branches out from these eternal trees around us; but she was not hardy as they. My wife groaned with blood and ceased to breathe. Aye!, a scornful eve that bred the kind of pain only a god can withstand.”
Roman Payne

Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
“The unity in every second of all time and all wandering mankind, all wandering womankind, all wandering children.”
Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle

“Cradle of Solitude

For we know not why our tribulations
are given as such
our fragile forms
created from the dust...”
Muse, Enigmatic Evolution

“Mother

Hushed and sacred silence
fills the dawning sky
I ponder in this moment
of our journey which is nigh...”
Muse

Maurice Baring
“Totul trece, de fapt, atât de repede și, pe măsură ce înaintăm în vârstă, descoperim că toate au o importanță mult mai mică decât consideram noi la început... iar la capăt, știm că ne așteaptă odihna și somnul, și nimeni nu ne va deștepta.”
Maurice Baring, Cat's Cradle

Maurice Baring
“Pedepsele nu sunt împărțite muritorilor de o guvernanță arțăgoasă sau de un dascăl despotic; nu, pedeapsa e rezultatul logic, consecință inevitabilă a faptei rele.”
Maurice Baring, Cat's Cradle

Rian Nejar
“There is more life on a single blade of grass than I can ever comprehend or create...I stay humble in awe of life, not the fear and finality of death. All of the earth is my cradle and my grave.”
Rian Nejar, Humbling and Humility