Parker Palmer Quotes

I love playing strong feisty women, I really do, but if you were to ask my husband he'd probably say that I'm very insecure. And actually incredibly malleable, which isn't necessarily a good thing.

Everything is as it was, I discover when I reach my destination, and everything has changed.

Miami is nothing like me, and that's why I need to be here - it's the opposite. I'm practical, where this place is moody, I'm stolid in my interior, where this place has a certain flair, and I'm materialistic in a sense that this place is fundamentally spiritual - there's a quicksilver quality about this place.

I was really good at being a bad guy.

Everything I'm not makes me everything I am

The materialistic idealism that governs American life, that on the one hand makes a chariot of every grocery wagon, and on the other a mere hitching post of every star, lets every man lead a very enticing double life.

I asked the Zebra, are you black with white stripes? Or white with black stripes? And the zebra asked me, Are you good with bad habits? Or are you bad with good habits? Are you noisy with quiet times? Or are you quiet with noisy times? Are you happy with some sad days? Or are you sad with some happy days? Are you neat with some sloppy ways? Or are you sloppy with some neat ways? And on and on and on and on and on and on he went. I’ll never ask a zebra about stripes...again.

You cannot know, and become, that which you are, in the absence of that which you are not, as I have already explained to you.

This place was truly the highest and the lowest of all worlds - the most beautiful senses, the most exquisite emotions.. the most malevolent desires, the darkest deeds. Perhaps it was meant to be so. Perhaps without the lows, the highs could not be reached.

We are not always even what we are most.

I am volatile for one, rigid for another, angular as an icicle in silver, or voluptuous as a candle flame in gold.

I think the fact that I look totally artificial, but I am totally real, has its own kind of magic in it.

I want to learn how to hold the paradoxical poles of my identity together, to embrace the profoundly opposite truths that my sense of self is deeply dependent on others dancing with me and that I still have a sense of self when no one wants to dance.

If I am Sophocles, I am not mad; and if I am mad, I am not Sophocles.

In a certain way, we're always toggling back and forth between the absolute and the relative, if that makes sense.

Death and life are the same thing-like the two sides of my hand, the palm and the back. And still the palm and the back are not the same...They can be neither separated, nor mixed.

I'm able to behave like the guy you see onstage although that's not my entire existence. I might be a portion of that guy. At home, quiet prevails. It's incense, candles and birds chirping. Everything's done to maximize peace and tranquility, because we know when we exit those doors, it's going to be a whole different energy.

I embody EVERYTHING from the Godly to the party.

Our medium is meat, but we are made of information.

How can you be that which you possess? You cannot be the horse and rider at the same time. Herein lies the secret of mortality and immortality.

If men are to respect each other for what they are, they must cease to respect each other for what they own.

You cannot experience yourself as what you are until you've encountered what you are not

Clear and sweet is my soul, clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.

Possibly the words materialism and spirituality express two sides of one and the same fact.

Life is the coexistence of all opposite values. Joy and sorrow, pleasure and pain, up and down, hot and cold, here and there, light and darkness, birth and death. All experience is by contrast, and one would be meaningless without the other.