Kate Miller Quotes (16 Quotes)

We are missing something. Our youth today is empty. No longer do the children dream and believe they can change the world. Apathy has destroyed the beautiful idealism of our youth. The intricate illusions and fearless aspirations. The gleam in a child's eye. God help us. All hope is truly lost.

The china came out of the storage boxes. We can now see where dishes are at, and that makes a big difference when you're setting the table for a couple hundred people.

Language is clumsy, understanding is subjective, religion is obstructive. We must rise above these obstacles to achieve complete being.

God makes sense. It is naive to think that something so complex as the human being, with its capacity for compassion, knowledge, guilt, and love, could have been spontaneously created by some cosmic hiccup.

Someone once asked me whether I am an idealist or a dreamer. I'm neither. I consider myself an optimistic realist. I see reality, but I give it the benefit of the doubt.

People ask me all the time, 'What are you, a Democrat or a Republican A Catholic or a Muslim...' What am I I am none of these. I belong to nothing but the human race. Why isn't that ever enough

Unanswered prayers of lowly birthOn wings of folly round the earthIllusion clouds the eyes that raiseTo the emerald gods they praise.

Happiness can be achieved once we know all we can and accept all we can't.

In dreams we can recreate love, fear, guilt, happiness. In our minds we can create this superficial reality with exact copies of human emotion and feeling. The only thing we cannot create is pain. Couldn't it be said, then, that pain is the ony real feeling, the only real substance in the world

Will we ever return to a time before dreams were slogans

In the beginning there was (some nervousness) because of the fact that you're playing in a final, but once we started off well, everything went away and it was a normal game.

Their goalkeeper is phenomenal. I really hope she does something with soccer because you can see her potential.

I'd never seen such yellow. Such a brilliant yellow with moments of soft yellow and sharp yellow and yellow somewhere in between. It looked gold sometimes and white. Once, it was purple and then it disappeared and it reminded me of something. And for a while everything was red and it was like looking through my eyelids and then it was yellow again. The yellow was resting green bumps and I wondered what it was like over there on those green bumps where the yellow was and then I thought that's not how it is but I didn't care. All I saw was yellow and I saw everything. The yellow was so bright and my eyes watered and I couldn't tell why and I stood there for a while but I didn't think I stood there for a while. I didn't think at all. I only thought of the yellow and I thought of everything. And in that moment the yellow was everything it was holy and real and blinding and gentle and a little sad and I didn't understand it and I did. Did I Did I.

The question shouldn't be is there life after death but is there life before death...

I'm tired of all this isolation. I'm tired of this triviality of life. I want real human emotion. I want to feel the natural spontaneity of life, the beautiful randomness and rawness that is life. I want to see you and I want you to see me and I want to b

I just didn't want (May) driving by me. The coaches said to take away her right hand, and I just did the best that I could.