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“When we see a mountain too hard to climb, God helps us climb it but in His own time.”
― Carolyn Cutler Hughes, Through God's Eye

“When we see grey clouds and lightning causing a storm; God shows us His rainbow in its most beautiful form.”
― Carolyn Cutler Hughes

“When we think our countless ideas are great, God knows His ideas are best when we wait.”
― Carolyn Cutler Hughes, Through God's Eye

“No metal. . .no magic. . .and no technology.”
― Sybrina Durant, Magical Elements of the Periodic Table Presented Alphabetically by the Elemental Dragons

“He lifted his shirt, and on his back was the White Rabbit, wearing his waistcoat and looking at his watch. It was just like the illustration from the book. Only standing next to him, back-to-back, was another White Rabbit wearing a leather motercycle jacket and boots and smoking a cigar.”
― Michael Thomas Ford

“A book closed is just a block of paper.”
― Grant Snider, I Will Judge You by Your Bookshelf

“Although we couldn’t entertain on the same level we had previously enjoyed, we did have several friends over for dinner and managed to cook some delectable meals. For Mama’s birthday, we made a delicious chilled artichoke soup to accompany a French Provencal chicken dish served with leeks, rice, and John’s special green salad. We poured a classic white Burgundy and topped it off with a frozen lemon souffle. Not too bad for an out-of-work couple with a new baby.”
― Mallory M. O'Connor, The Kitchen and the Studio: A Memoir of Food and Art

“Don’t be confined by the self you have experienced, the self you know. Going beyond what you know and what you have experienced, challenge your brain with new questions and give it new tasks—then it will begin to manifest infinite creativity.”
― Ilchi Lee, Calligraphic Meditation for Everyday Happiness

“George thrust into Alma's hand a lithograph of a spotted 'Catasetum.' The orchid had been rendered so magnificently that it seemed to grow off the page. Its lips were spotted red against yellow, and appeared moist, like living flesh. Its leaves were lush and thick, and its bulbous roots looked as though one could shake actual soil off them. Before Alma could thoroughly take in the beauty, George handed her another stunning print- a 'Peristeria barkeri,' with its tumbling golden blossoms so fresh they nearly trembled. Whoever had tinted this lithograph had been a master of texture as well as color; the petals resembled unshorn velvet, and touches of albumen on their tips gave each blossom a hint of dew.
Then George handed her another print, and Alma could not help but gasp. Whatever this orchid was, Alma had never seen it before. Its tiny pink lobes looked like something a fairy would don for a fancy dress ball.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, The Signature of All Things

“Knowing that you have a soul bright and clear like the sun, perceiving and feeling that soul, you will realize that it is very precious and beautiful. When
you consider yourself important and precious, you will begin to feel the same way toward other forms of life and toward the world.”
― Ilchi Lee, Calligraphic Meditation for Everyday Happiness

“As he lifted the leather-bound cover, the musty smell of paper rose up. He turned the first mottled leaf and looked down at an elaborately drawn image. A brimming goblet was decorated with curling vines and bunches of grapes. But instead of wine or water, the cup was filled with words.
John stared at the alien symbols. He could not read. Around the goblet a strange garden grew. Honeycombs dripped and flowers like crocuses sprouted among thick-trunked trees. Vines draped themselves about their branches which bristled with leaves and bent under heavy bunches of fruit. In the far background John spied a roof with a tall chimney. His mother settled beside him.
'Palm trees...' she said. 'These are dates. Honey came from the hives and saffron came from these flowers. Grapes swelled on the vine...”
― Lawrence Norfolk, John Saturnall's Feast

“In preparing the present volume, it has been the aim of the author to do full justice to the ample material at his command, and, where possible, to make the illustrations tell the main story to anatomists. The text of such a memoir may soon lose its interest, and belong to the past, but good figures are of permanent value. [Justifying elaborate illustrations in his monographs.]”
― Othniel Charles Marsh

“Magic is always impossible. It begins with the impossible and ends with the impossible and is impossible in between. That's why it is magic.”
― Kate DiCamillo, The Magician's Elephant

“The enlightened worry more about the problems of the world than about their own problems, and their longing for the well-being of all life grows deeper,
making the suffering of all people, all creatures, and all things their own. This is a gift brought by enlightenment, which, at the same time, brings deep anguish.”
― Ilchi Lee, Calligraphic Meditation for Everyday Happiness

“Lewis was studying literary history with the present and future in mind.”
― Philip Zaleski, The Fellowship: The Literary Lives of the Inklings: J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, Owen Barfield, Charles Williams

“The ancient pages rose among the others, palisaded with strange letters and words, the faint script hardly more readable than the footprints of birds. He read until his eyelids drooped. But as his head dropped, he fancied he caught the sharp savor of sap beneath the chalky dust of the pages, or the heavy perfumes of blossom from the orchards of plums and pears and apples.”
― Lawrence Norfolk, John Saturnall's Feast

“Now in her hands, the final copy- every brushstroke, every carefully thought-out color, every word of the natural histories, printed in a book. There were also drawings of the creatures who live inside- how they eat, how they move, how they mate- because people forget about creatures who live in shells.
She touched the pages and remembered each shell and the story of finding it, where it lay on the beach, the season, the sunrise. A family album.”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“Linguistics," Alice said in her one-word style... "interesting," Alice said, still looking at her book, "how many different ways there are of communicating." Nancy nodded..."For example, one can start a seemingly irrelevant topic," Alice said, fingering the pages of her book, "and still communicate a specific message from what one is discussing." Still silent, Nancy listened as Alice added, "The purpose of which is to keep the speaker safe.”
― Carolyn Keene, Sisters in Crime

“We may not stay quick,
If we are weak or sage,
but a lot can squeak
As we start to age.”
― Ana Claudia Antunes, The Tao of Physical and Spiritual

“Naughty? Me? I'm just a sheepdog puppy who wants to have fun.”
― Saralyn Richard, Naughty Nana

“So, I did some illustrations."
Turning the laptop around again, I explain each drawing as I click through them. I've drawn a couple of the most recent dishes and also ones from the most popular episodes of Lily's, Katherine's, and Nia's series---baba ghanoush and samosas from World on a Plate, Easy Peasy Split Pea Soup and Julia Child's Play Boeuf Bourguignon from Fuss-Free Foodie, and a baked Alaska and cannoli cheesecake from Piece of Cake.
I've also done some minimalist illustrations of each of the Friends, highlighting their respective settings and personal style with mostly solid colors and basic shapes. Since Rajesh's show takes him to a lot of different restaurants around the country, I've drawn him with wavy black hair and brown skin, standing under a generic restaurant sign and wearing a graphic T-shirt and the green backpack he always carries on his travels. Seb and Aiden are side by side in the FoF studio, in their white and red aprons, respectively, and looking like the little culinary angel and devil on your shoulder. And I've depicted Katherine standing in one of the prep kitchens with her hands on her hips and her wild auburn hair piled in a bun atop her head. She's surrounded by plates of miscellaneous food and the yellow notepad she jots her recipes down on, using the most basic steps and terms, and then displays on camera at the end of each episode.”
― Kaitlyn Hill, Love from Scratch

“Jane and Noah fell silent as she opened it to the first page, a vibrant watercolor of a forest-green shrub laden with dark purple fruits, with the fruits shown in detail in a separate drawing. 'Aristotelia chilensis--- maqui berries,' said Jane. 'Full of antioxidants and touted as a "superfood" now.'
There was a note in pencil at the bottom of the page. 'Leaves used for brewing chicha,' Noah read. 'Whatever that is. "Sore throats, heals wounds, painkiller",' he continued. 'Extraordinary. I can't believe the condition it's in. It's scarcely aged at all.'
He turned the page to find a painting of a tall, oak-like tree with dark brown bark, oval-shaped green leaves and dense white flowers. 'Quillaja saponaria--- soapbark,' he read. 'Native soap, for the lungs and good health.”
― Kayte Nunn, The Botanist's Daughter

“Ask two people to paint an apple, and you'll get two different-looking fruits. The core parts will probably be the same: the color, the shape, the stem. But the details, and the intention behind them—that's where the differences will be.
Ask two people to preserve a memory, and the same thing happens. That's because memory is a workable thing, kind of like art. You can mold it and shape it, build it up or beat it down. The important bits will stay the same, but the details are going to change depending on who is doing the remembering, or when, or why.
So how do you accurately and honestly preserve a memory?
Well, you can't. But you can try.
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You can't preserve a memory, I think again as I walk away.
All you can do is hold each other tight while the moment lasts and then know when it's time to let go.”
― Britnee Meiser, All My Bests