How could it ever be love unless it is accompanied by jealousy? Benign Flame: Saga of Love
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Quote:- How could poetry and literature have arisen from something as plebian as the cuneiform equivalent of grocery-store bar codes? I prefer the version in which Prometheus brought writing to man from the gods. But then I remind myself that…we should not be too fastidious about where great ideas come from. Ultimately, they all come from a wrinkled organ that at its healthiest has the color and consistency of toothpaste, and in the end only withers and dies.
The Midnight Disease: The Drive to Write, Writer's Block, and the Creative Brain
Author:- Alice Weaver Flaherty
Category:- poetry
Quote:- How could someone possibly be that beautiful? She wondered for the hundred thousandth time. What higher power orchestrated such a perfect union of genes? Who decided that one single solitary soul deserved skin like that? It was so fundamentally unfair.(Chasing Harry Winston)
Author:- Lauren Weisberger
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- How could they see anything but the shadows if they were never allowed to move their heads?
The Allegory of the Cave
Author:- Plato
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- How covered is your body depends on how covered is your heart with Imaan.
Author:- Muslim Smiles
Category:- Life
Quote:- How deeply and unknowingly we are all connected. Life knows us all and plays with our interconnectedness.
Purnima
Author:- Donna Goddard
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- How deeply I am able to experience my bad experience, it all matters to grow and be happy.
Author:- Anuj Jasani
Category:- best
Quote:- How did it get so late so soon? It's night before it's afternoon. December is here before it's June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?
Author:- Dr. Seuss
Category:- time
Quote:- How do I feel today? I feel as unfit as an unfiddle,And it is the result of a certain turbulence in the mind and an uncertain burbulence in the middle.What was it, anyway, that angry thing that flew at me?I am unused to banshees crying Boo at me.Your wife can’t be a banshee—Or can she?
The Private Dining-room and Other Verses
Author:- Ogden Nash
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- How do people know they are sane? Can a person be gripped by lunacy, only to be released a short time later, never to relive the episode again?
There Once Was A Boy
Author:- Dee Remy
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- How do we account for this paradox that the absence of Law universalizes prohibition ... The psychoanalytic name for this obscene injunction for this obscene call, ENJOY, is superego. The problem today is not how to get rid of your inhibitions and to be able to spontaneously enjoy. The problem is how to get rid of this injunction to enjoy.
Author:- Slavoj Žižek
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- How do we change the way science is taught?Ask anybody how many teachers truly made a difference in their life, and you never come up with more than the fingers on one hand. You remember their names, you remember what they did, you remember how they moved in front of the classroom. You know why you remember them? Because they were passionate about the subject. You remember them because they lit a flame within you. They got you excited about a subject you didn't previously care about, because they were excited about it themselves. That's what turns people on to careers in science and engineering and mathematics. That's what we need to promote. Put that in every classroom, and it will change the world.
Space Chronicles: Facing the Ultimate Frontier
Author:- Neil deGrasse Tyson
Category:- science
Quote:- How do you become God? You train yourself. Anyone can become God. Because the unconscious is God. Every time you dream, you are God. Nothing is more creative than a dream, and everyone dreams. In your dreams, you create whole worlds, and entire casts of characters, out of nothing. You do it … effortlessly. It’s your consciousness that struggles. Do you understand the game? You are God … but God has no idea who God is, or what God is. So, the part of you that is God does not know it is God. The part of you that knows that part of you is God isn’t God. The part that knows, the part that isn’t God, is consciousness. The part that doesn’t know, the part that is God, is the unconscious. The cosmic comedy, or is it tragedy, is that God doesn’t know he is God. He’s not suffering from amnesia. He never knew. That’s why consciousness exists. It’s the means for God to become aware he is God. God is creativity, but he doesn’t know what to create. That’s the cosmic irony. He can create anything, yet has to be told what to create.
Homo Roboticus: The Inner Human Robot Revealed By Sleepwalking and Hypnosis
Author:- Rob Armstrong
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- How do you cultivate optimism? By learning the secret of contentment. If you can learn that, then no matter what happens to you, you can weather the storm and build on the good you find in any situation.
Failing Forward: Turning Mistakes into Stepping Stones for Success
Author:- John C. Maxwell
Category:- motivational
Quote:- How do you even know I'm someone you'll want to remember? We've only seen each other once before.'(Amber)'Have you ever looked at a painting and known you had something in common with it? Have you ever seen something so beautiful you feel like crying? When I see you, I feel that way. I feel like the deepest part of me understands something vital about you.'(Virgil Daly)
Precipice
Author:- Christina Westover
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- How does a poet know when a poem is ended? Because it lies flat, taut; nothing can be added or subtracted. How does a woman know when a marriage is over? Because of the way her life suddenly shears off in just two directions: past and future.
The Stone Diaries
Author:- Carol Shields
Category:- poetry
Quote:- How does life treat me? Life is the "I" or divine Ego, and the "ME" is the corporeal part. We are all visitors, I treat it well and it does the same to me.
Author:- Mwanandeke Kindembo
Category:- Life
Quote:- how does she know it's the right room?' wondered Descant.Oh, I don't know; mabye it's the magical red glow coming from the doorway, or perhaps it's the deafening howl of the temporal winds.' said Mervall. Descant nodded.'You could be right, brother. And don't think I don't know sarcasm when I hear it.
The Time Paradox
Author:- Eoin Colfer
Category:- time