Time, for a man who has never truly felt a second of it, it not a great sacrifice Josephine Hart More Quotes by Josephine Hart More Quotes From Josephine Hart Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive. Josephine Hart i-hate-you adversity people There is an internal landscape, a geography of the soul; Josephine Hart soul home water We are here to add to the sum of human goodness. To prove the thing exists. Josephine Hart prove goodness add Poetry has never let me down. Without poetry, I would have found life less comprehensible, less bearable and infinitely less enjoyable. Josephine Hart bearable let-me found That is my story, simply told. Please do not ask again. I have told you in order to issue a warning. I have been damaged. Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive. Josephine Hart issues order people We say that life is sweet, its satisfactions deep. All this we say, as we sleepwalk our time through years of days and nights. We let time cascade over us like a waterfall, believing it to be never-ending. Yet each day that touches us, and every man in the world, is unique; irredeemable; over. And just another Monday. Josephine Hart monday sweet life Memory is never pure. And recollection is always coloured by the life lived since Josephine Hart recollection pure memories To appear unambitious amongst the ambitious is to invite loathing or fear. To be in the game, but not playing with intent to win, is to be the enemy. Josephine Hart ambition games winning All damaged people are dangerous. Survival makes them so.' 'Why?' 'Because they have no pity. They know what others can survive, as they did. Josephine Hart pity survival people They say that childhood forms us, that those early influences are the key to everything. Is the peace of the soul so easily won? Simply the inevitable result of a happy childhood. What makes childhood happy? Parental harmony? Good health? Security? Might not a happy childhood be the worst possible preparation for life? Like leading a lamb to the slaughter. Josephine Hart childhood keys soul We learn from tragedy. Slowly. Josephine Hart tragedy hen we mourn those who die young — those who have been robbed of time — we weep for lost joys. We weep for opportunities and pleasures we ourselves have never known. We feel sure that somehow that young body would have known the yearning delight for which we searched in vain all our lives. Josephine Hart opportunity joy believe Those who do not have imaginary conversations do not love. Josephine Hart imaginary conversation I am prepared to accept from others their own version of reality. I think it is a basic freedom really, to create one's own reality from whatever truths are available. Josephine Hart accepting reality thinking There is an eternal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outline all our lives. Josephine Hart landscape soul life A concealed truth, that's all a lie is. Either by omission or commission we never do more than obscure. The truth stays in the undergrowth, waiting to be discovered. Josephine Hart omission waiting lying Our sanity depends essentially on a narrowness of vision--the ability to select the elements vital to survival, while ignoring the great truths. Josephine Hart elements vision survival The passion that transforms life, and art, did not seem to be mine. Josephine Hart passion essentials art We do have choice, but not without some agony. Josephine Hart agony choices Poetry contains almost all you need to know about life. Josephine Hart ridcully knows needs
