B. D. Schiers

Scream in silence. Dance in stillness.

Insight emerges out of silence.

If you want to change the world, start with the next person who comes to you in need.

Many unkind people have done kind things. Doing acts of kindness is not the same as occupying kindness, of being kindness.

What will your children be teaching your grandchildren?

You know I don’t wanna come on ungrateful, but that warren report, you know as well as me, just didn’t make it. You know, like they might as well have asked some banana salesman from des moines, who was up in toronto on the big day, if he saw anyone around looking suspicious…

It takes years to find your voice and seize your real estate.

If the human mind was simple enough to understand, we’d be too simple to understand it.

Enough or not…it will have to do.

[on Diana’s Death] I remember just feeling completely numb, disorientated, dizzy.

Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth.

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before–more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.

When I am old, weather-worn, and grey, I want to fill my lungs with your perfume and hear your laughter echo through our home as we dance alone in our living room, drunk off wine, still madly in love.

Most people spend more time and energy going around problems than in trying to solve them.

I hope that while so many people are out smelling the flowers, someone is taking the time to plant some.

One of the things I realized is that if you do not take control over your time and your life, other people will gobble it up. If you don’t prioritize yourself, you constantly start falling lower and lower on your list, your kids fall lower and lower on your list.

Trying to determine what is going on in the world by reading newspapers is like trying to tell the time by watching the second hand of a clock.

You are only as happy as your saddest child.

I hate mankind, for I think myself one of the best of them, and I know how bad I am.

A man is as old as his arteries.