As we work to reweave the strands of connection we can be supported by the wisdom and lovingkindness of others.
I don't think it's possible to separate out the strands of a writer's history circumstances life events and that writer's themes.
I have been unusually blessed in that I've been allowed to pursue two strands of a career that both delight me and seem to please the public.
I like what I hear as a resulting combination of these two strands... something of a combination of familiarity and for lack of a better word strangeness.
Is it not rather what we expect in men that they should have numerous strands of experience lying side by side and never compare them with each other?
For memory we use our imagination. We take a few strands of real time and carry them with us then like an oyster we create a pearl around them.
America is woven of many strands. I would recognise them and let it so remain. Our fate is to become one and yet many. This is not prophecy but description.
Men couldn't care less if your strands are perfectly styled and neat. In fact he might like you more with some wildness or bedhead since it shows you're carefree and relaxed.
String Theory describes energy and matter as being composed of tiny wiggling strands of energy that look like strings. And the pitch of a string's vibration determines the nature of its effect.
Well I thought the Sex Pistols were the cream of the crop. They came in and topped everybody for sure. They took all the existing strands and made a perfect package out of them.
Contradictory strands create an essay that's richly ambivalent.
Good luck and bad luck are strands of the same rope.
The strands are all there; to the memory nothing is ever lost.
America is woven of many strands. I would recognize them and let it so remain.
I got my hair highlighted because I felt some strands were more important than others.
His leaving had been like snipping off the end of a rope - leaving two unraveling strands.
Often problems are knots with many strands and looking at those strands can make a problem seem different.
All the strands of my life came together and I really became a man when I moved to Chicago.
My life is not packaged Not tidy. There are leftover strands and jagged Edges that cut even my friends.
This web of time--the strands of which approach one another bifurcate intersect or ignore eachother through the centuries--embrace every posibility.
When you write it's like braiding your hair. Taking a handful of coarse unruly strands and attempting to bring then unity.
It was about forgiving. I understood that forgiveness itself was strong durable"?like strands of a web weaving around us holding us.
Old and new make the warp and woof of every moment. There is no thread that is not a twist of these two strands.
Because our civilization is woven of so many diverse strands the ideas which any one group accepts will be found to contain numerous contradictions.
In fiction writing I would say there are several different strands that have been woven through my own writing and each influenced by a different group of writers.
Pain and suffering are the dark strands through the tapestry of your life providing the shadows that give depth and dimension to the masterpiece God is fashioning within you.
In search of my Love I will go over mountains and strands; I will gather no flowers I will fear no wild beasts; And pass by the mighty and the frontiers.
The subtle physical body is made up of strands of luminous energy and the energies are flowing through them constantly in the etheric plane. Above the subtle body is the causal body.