Margaret Quotes
Margaret Quote of the day
I have so much hate that it has turned into love.
If one flower has to grow out of all the weeds, let that flower be YOU.
(musicians always make straight for the piano in anybody’s house, unlike writers, who can ignore a typewriter in the same room forever.)” -- margaret case harriman
Most people couldn't be rich if they wanted to be honest
I am a believer in sensible choices, so different from many of my own. Also in sensible names for children.
Writing a book isn't just about 'writing a book.' Unfortunately, it's about selling it, and getting it out to the masses.
How rough your hands still are.”Embarrassed, she made to pull them away, but he held them fast. “Yet never have I longed to kiss any woman’s hands as I long to kiss these.
Look at a day when you are supremely satisfied at the end. It's not a day when you lounge around doing nothing
The vase was placed upon my desk, and there were orange-blossoms in it—orange-blossoms, in an English winter!
Writing is work. It’s also gambling. You don’t get a pension plan. Other people can help you a bit, but essentially you’re on your own. Nobody is making you do this: you chose it, so don’t whine.
And like an echo, God often uses the repetitive events and themes in daily life to get my attention and draw me closer to himself." - The Sacred Echo
I feel rather a fool writing down my thoughts
Stand at the top of a cliff and jump off and build your wings on the way down.
God is constantly on the move. I cannot stay where I am and follow God at the same time
I like playing around with the words
Lambhood and tigerishness may be found in either gender, and in the same individual at different times.
Raising children is like baking cookies at high altitudes. The recipe doesn’t work. You must open the oven door and keep checking on the cookies.
Inside each one of us is a rebel just waiting to be freed. That rebel is the real “You.
For 3 million you could give everyone in Scotland a shovel, and we could dig a hole so deep we could hand her over to Satan in person. (on Margaret Thatcher)