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There is this common notion that young conservatives are the few, that most people had liberal worldviews when they were young. If this is true, then it is with great irony that a number of old liberals must never had progressed into conservatives as they grew older.

There is the truth , the perception of truth, and versions that don't even come close; but it's the perception that creates the most conflict every time.

There is wisdom in climbing mountains... For they teach us how truly small we are.

There is wonder in everything, the only thing you need to change to see it is your perspective.

There's always a broader picture. There's always something beyond the system you're concentrating on. Never forget that. There are no clear boundaries. Life doesn't stop at the boundaries of the table. And there are always more than six pockets you can fall into. There is always something beyond. Always, always, always.

There's always time for tea.

There's just as much to be heard in silence as there is in a room filled with words.

There should be an honored place in history for statesmen whose ideas turned out to be right.

There’s no matter here you can’t re-matter into love.

There's so much to write. Where should I start? I texted my old Jiko this question, and she wrote me back this: 'You should start where you are

There's something amazing about humor and laughter. It broadens your perspective.

…there was a generation in the U.K. who’d grown up reading DC comics from a bizarre perspective. In America, those comics were perceived without irony; in England, they were like postcards from another world. The idea of a place that looked like New York, the idea of fire hydrants and pizzerias, was just as strange to us as the idea that anyone would wear a cape and fly over them.

There was grief, too, that was certain, and she was grateful for it, since however loathed he'd been by the end, he'd formed her, at least in part - and what good ever came of self-loathing?

There were always those passengers who came aboard bearing grudges against the modern age.

There were always people who struggled their way to the top of the heap, no matter how much that heap looked like garbage when seen from the outside.

The ruling class will look to art, above all, as the symbol of the calm and stability which it aspires to attain in life. For if the High Renaissance develops artistic composition in the form of the symmetry and correspondence of the separate parts, and forces reality into the pattern of a triangle or circle, then that does not imply merely the solution of a formal problem, but also the expression of a stable outlook on life and of the desire to perpetuate the state of affairs which corresponds to this outlook.

The role of biblical counselors is facilitate the discovery of a greater God awareness through spiritual eyes that look at life through scriptural lenses.

The same way we grow our bodies we must attend to our mind and spirit.

The scene [Bruegel's 'Landscape with the Fall of Icarus'] is filled with a vast field, and a cow and a farmer plowing. In the left-hand corner is a tiny ocean the size of a palm, and there, I can barely make it out, the two legs of a man who fell headlong into the sea. This is called the Fall of Icarus. Compared to everyday life, the fall of an idealist who flew too high with candle-wax wings is an unremarkable tragedy.

The same view you look at every day, the same life, can become something brand new by focusing on its gifts rather than the negative aspects. Perspective is your own choice and the best way to shift that perspective is through gratitude, by acknowledging and appreciating the positives.

The size of your mind determines the size of your reality.

The space reminded me of the small hay-bale clubhouses and scrap-wood tree forts that my brothers and I had made as kids - high up spaces where you could see things differently, where you could get your bearings.

The space surrounding me remains the same, but it feels different as I view it from a new perspective.

The story of my family. . .changes with the teller.

The study of the past helps us to appreciate that the ideas and values of our own age are just as provisional and transient as those of bygone ages. The intelligent and reflective engagement with the thought of a bygone era ultimately subverts any notion of "chronological snobbery". Reading texts from the past makes it clear that what we now term "the past" was once "the present", which proudly yet falsely regarded itself as having found the right intellectual answers and moral values that had eluded its predecessors.

The thing about people though, I think, is that our hearts tend to do a great job holding on to the horrible stuff and a horrible job holding on to the good. Or at least we're like that until we learn how to not be like that.

The successful person and the unsuccessful person are looking at the same world; the difference between them is what they see.

The very possibility of death focuses the mind wonderfully.

The truth is, most people who do what you'd call 'wrong' do it for what they call 'right' reasons.

The unity of Creation occurs when the observer understands that there is only One Observer. That which the observer perceives as separateness is an illusion that derives from the distinct perspective and experience of its infinite senses.

The vision one holds of one's life is so limited, reduced in scope to a moment, so that each person can make choices only within that narrowed reality.

The way to see how beautiful the earth is, is to see it as the moon. The way to see how beautiful life is, is from the vantage point of death.

The truth is often so much more complicated than the digest version that's handed down to us.

The unity of Creation occurs when the observer understands that there is only One Observer. That which the observer perceives as separateness is an illusion that derives from the distinct perspective and experience of his infinite senses.

The very best thing about landing in that grave? Perspective. So I peer through this morning's prism: a science test looming in second period, an a-hole of a coach who probably could have used more childhood therapy than I got, and a tell-tale tampon under my foot. I consider the clawed tiger on the bed, the one wearing the zebra-printed sports bra - the same tiger that every Sunday transforms into the girl who voluntarily walks next door to help sort Miss Effie's medicine into her days-of-the-week pill container. The one who pretended her ankle hurt one day last week so the backup settler on her volleyball team would get to play on her birthday.

The Western church needs to regain its confidence in the role of outsiders, relocators who come in humility and grace to learn first and then to offer a different perspective.

The whole underneath of Paris was an ant nest, Metro tunnels, sewer shafts, catacombs, mines, cemeteries. She'd been down in the city of bones where skulls and femurs rose in yellowing walls. Right down there, win the square before them. through a dinky little entrance, were the Roman ruins like honeycomb. The trains went under the river. There were tunnels people had forgotten about. It was a wonder Paris stood up at all. The bit you saw was only half of it. Her skin burned, thinking of it. The Hunchback knew. Up here in the tower of Notre Dame he saw how it was. Now and then, with the bells rattling his bones, he saw it like God saw it -- inside, outside, above and under -- just for a moment. The rest of the time he went back to hurting and waiting like Scully out there crying in the wind.

The whole present moment was a celebration; it always had been; all I needed was fresh eyes to see it.

The willingness to burn your ships, cut off all sources of retreat, and take decisive action is often the only assured path to success.

THE WISDOM OF THE SPHERES How instructive is a star! It can teach us from afar just how small each other are.

The work of art is the object seen sub specie aeternitatis; and the good life is the world seen sub specie aeternitatis. This is the connection between art and ethics. The usual way of looking at things sees objects as it were from the midst of them, the view sub specie aeternitatis from outside. In such a way that they have the whole world as background.

The work of God does not mean so much man's work for God, as God's own work through man.

The world as it is is the world as God sees it, not as we see it. Our vision is distorted, not so much by the limits of finitude as by sin and ignorance. But the more we raise ourselves in the scale of being, the more will our ideas about God and the world correspond to reality.

The world can be seen from so many different angles. Each of us is born seeing the world in a different way, and each moment we live shapes our eyes and hearts differently.

The world you see, nature's greatest and most glorious creation, and the human mind which gazes and wonders at it, and is the most splendid part of it, these are our own everlasting possessions and will remain with us as long as we ourselves remain. So, eager and upright, let us hasten with bold steps wherever circumstances take us, and let us journey through any countries whatever: there can be no place of exile within the world since nothing within the world is alien to men.

The world of shoulders is one I know well. But now I could see clearly, my head level with all the others, an unobstructed view. Behind me the regular-sized girls were patiently, miserably tiptoeing and peering through the gaps between necks and shoulders. This is what it's like to be tall? I had said in wonder and indignation and envy. They just walk around, able to see everything. And they take it for granted.

They are probably the single most important deciding factor for long-term success, and your ability to set and make plans to achieve them is the master skill to your successful future.

They may call your victories, "lucky"... They may mock your failures... They may laugh at your heartache... But still, they will never be happy. This is the cyclical emptiness of the hater mindset.

They paint what they see, whereas we paint what we look at.

They ask me, what will change if we change the perspective? I replied, “Everything.