C.F. Joyce Quotes

It's a singular sort of pain, watching the most beautiful creature self-destruct because you weren't able to find the red wire.

Oblige me by taking away that knife. I can't look at the point of it. It reminds me of Roman history.

Never back a woman you defend, never get quit of a friend on whom you depend, never make face to a foe till he’s rife and never get stuck to another man’s pfife.

Much of someone's real character lies in what they don't say about themselves.

Gratitude is a harbinger of healing, the first robin of spring.

You find my words dark. Darkness is in our souls, do you not think?

Don't stay in the harbour and miss the greatness of the sea. Just because everyone else is anchored, doesn't mean you have to be.

Silence rolled at me, in

Those who claim to be on the side of good yet do nothing to fight evil are on the side of evil.

Only big words for ordinary things on account of the sound.

On the way home Mary Lou said, "Some things are so sad you can't say them." But I pretended not to hear.

You won't stress over it unless you care.

I'm not an insomniac. It's just that my mind is in the best position to catch the weight of all hovering possibilities the moment I lie down.

Be wary of smooth talkers. Words are rarely at your disposal if something is wholly, truly, completely true.

If music is food for the soul, lessons are food for knowledge what feeds the heart..... Love

Silence isn't always agreement. Sometimes people no longer argue because they no longer care.

Some secrets are heavy because they aren't yours to tell.

May any praise of your character come from others instead of yourself.

The people he met, the places he passed, were all steps in his journey, and he kept a place inside his heart for each of them.

If I just keep putting one foot in front of the other, it stands to reason that I'm going to get there.

Justice it means but it's everybody eating everyone else. That's what life is after all.

I can see why some people become “beach bunnies”: you don’t have to think about things or even talk when you’re on the beach. You just sit here and feel good about being alive.

Some things sound better if they don't come from you.

Everything seems so small, so trivial, when you're on the right altitude.

If everything was perfect in your life won't it be a predictable one. Life is unpredictable chaotic and madness but that's what makes life interesting won't you agree?

Only where there is life can there be home.

Because nothing between human beings is uncomplicated and there's no way to speak of human beings without simplifying and misrepresenting them.

Pride is a hard thing to let go but is it really worth your all

You know you're a writer when the words don't stop!

If I say I will protect you, I will."~Alexi de Warenne to Elysse O'Neill

How did I prepare for night shifts? When I was a small, anxious kid, I checked my mom in her sleep to make sure she was still breathing.

I smiled at him. America, I said quietly, just like that. What is it? The sweepings of every country including our own. Isn't that true? That's a fact.

Thought is the thought of thought. Tranquil brightness. The soul is in a manner all that is: the soul is the form of forms. Tranquillity sudden, vast, candescent: form of forms.

How difficult it is to find solitude in a world that constantly demands your attention.

Be thankful when you find yourself worrying about the smallest things, for it often means there aren't any bigger things to truly worry about.

It's because the door hasn't been closed yet that the nightmares still find their way in.

Here's lumbos. Where misties swaddlum, where misches lodge none, where mystries pour kind on, O sleepy! So be yet!

...even the goddess Persephone is happy, if only for half each year.

I'd have been queen of all England, but Massachusetts haunted me and wouldn't let me go.

I tried to think of what my father would tell me. 'Don't let any boy give you shit.' But he'd never said how we should go about preventing this.

The sky and the sun are always there. It's the clouds that come and go.

If people keep stepping on you, wear a pointy hat.

if you let go of something you may realize how much it means to you

I place a mask on everyday showing I'm alright but am I?

Trust your hunches. They're usually based on facts filed away just below the conscious level.

These are open secrets, so to speak. Of the kind we dare not articulate, for fear of wounding those close to us.

When you are entrusted with a secret, you become irrevocably accountable for what you do or don't do after your mind is colored by the knowledge of it.

There are some secrets so toxic you can’t share. Especially if you love who it is you’d have to share with.

Count your blessings. Millions of people would love to trade their problems for yours.

Ambition is a stairway that never ends.