Living would be a terribly pedestrian business without the impatient ones. The seekers. Always searching for something new, something relevant to leave their mark on. Always on tiptoe, anticipating discovery. Such people find change as necessary as the air they… — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
Timing. We give it many names: Destiny, Fate, Kismet, the will of God. Whatever we call it, lives are changed and molded by it, in small or drastic ways beyond our control. The precise, exquisite influence of timing moves people… — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
Isn't it boring ... how people always want to tell you their own stories instead of listening to yours? I suppose that's why psychiatrists… — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
Emotion seemed more valid than experience, for I had so much of the former and so little of the latter. — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
Mail from home was so important when you were traveling. It kept you in touch with the familiar, even the part you were running… — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
I should coldly, clinically think of myself and stop worrying about other people, as though I'm a necessary woman, indispensable to their happiness and… — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
People who let the weak or greedy drink their blood sometimes have a need to play God. — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
When you get to be my age, all your friends have either died or moved to Florida. — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
Vanity, wounded pride, rejection, self-delusion. I could recite a litany of little pinpricks that finally produce a gaping wound. That's how marriages and friendships… — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
Living would be a terribly pedestrian business without the impatient ones. The seekers. Always searching for something new, something relevant to leave their mark… — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
Never doubt love ... Never question it when it comes onstage, but be happy for its entrance. And do not weep when it makes… — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
If arrogance is the heady wine of youth, then humility must be its eternal hangover. — Helen Van Slyke Copy Share Image
