"Life is a full circle, widening until it joins the circle motions of the infinite." ― Anais Nin
"There are patterns which emerge in one's life, circling and returning anew, an endless variation of a theme" ― Jacqueline Carey, Kushiel's Chosen
"Consider a small child sitting on his mother's lap while she reads him a picture book. The picture book opens to a width that effectively places the child at the center of a closed circle - that of mother's body, arms, and the picture book... That circle, so private and intimate, is a place apart form the demands and stresses of daily life, a sanctuary in and from which the child can explore the many worlds offered in picture books. Despite all of our society's technological advances, it still just takes one child, one book, and one reader, to create this unique space, to work this everyday magic." ― Martha Parravano
"Every limit is a beginning as well as an ending." ― George Eliot, Middlemarch
"Stop entertaining two faced people. You know the ones who have split personalities and untrustworthy habits. Nine times out of ten if they telling you stuff about another person, they're going to tell your business to other people. If they say, "You know I heard........." More than likely it's in their character to share false information. Beware of your box, circle, square! Whatever you want to call it." ― Amaka Imani Nkosazana, Sweet Destiny
"The more we love the more we lose. The more we lose the more we learn. The more we learn the more we love. It comes full circle. Life is the school, love is the lesson. We cannot lose." ― Kate McGahan
"In a swamp, as in meditation, you begin to glimpse how elusive, how inherently insubstantial, how fleeting our thoughts are, our identities. There is magic in this moist world, in how the mind lets go, slips into sleepy water, circles and nuzzles the banks of palmetto and wild iris, how it seeps across dreams, smears them into the upright world, rots the wood of treasure chests, welcomes the body home." ― Barbara Hurd, Stirring the Mud: On Swamps, Bogs, and Human Imagination
"After you hear and listen. First must come desire. Second must come willingness. Third should come understanding. Fourth should come progression and with progression will come more understanding." ― Hyrum Yeakley
"Two main categories of people are needed in your circle; those who give you the necessary support to accomplish your dreams and those who become beneficiaries of what you achieve." ― Israelmore Ayivor, Shaping the dream
"Death is nature's way of making things continually interesting. Death is the possibility of change. Every individual gets its allotted lifespan, its chance to try something new on the world. But time is called and the molecules which make up leaf and limb, heart and eye are disassembled and redistributed to other tenants." ― Peter Steinhart, The Company of Wolves
"He awaits himself while walking, out of the icy circle to escape." ― Dejan Stojanovic, Circling: 1978-1987
"The same one who mistreated you will end up needing you.... It is the circle of life." ― Ziad K. Abdelnour
"The truth is sealed. Life goes on. Till one day, history changed... Like thief in the night, aliens invade human. Chaos happens prior to the new order of coexistence. The truth is sealed. Life goes on. Till one day, history changed." ― Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut
"Only one number can stake any claim to any special status, and that is zero – the origin – upon which all other numbers depend. It is the perfect balance point of all the other numbers, which is why the monad is the "container" of all other numbers, their source. There it is, slap bang in the middle of the Euler unit circle, controlling all. It's the SOUL of the circle." ― mike hockney, The God Equation
"The life of society moves in a circle. Only those burdened with a common affliction understand each other. Thanks to their affliction they constitute a circle and provide each other mutual support. They glide along the inner borders of their circle, make way for or jostle one another gently in the crowd. Each encourages the other in the hope that it will react upon himself, or –and then it is done passionately –in the immediate enjoyment of this reaction. Each has only that experience which his affliction grants him; nevertheless one hears such comrades exchanging immensely varying experiences. 'This is how you are,' one says to the other; 'instead of complaining, thank God that this is how you are, for if this were not how you are, you would have this or that misfortune, this or that shame.' How does this man know that? After all, he belongs –his statement betrays it –to the same circle as does the one to whom he spoke; he stands in the same need of comfort." ― Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923
"Does this ever end? Will there always be someone out there turning little boys into monsters? Will we always be final girls? Will there always be monsters killing us? How do we stop the snake from eating its own tail?" ― Grady Hendrix, The Final Girl Support Group
"Life is the circle from which we never escape." ― Anthony T. HIncks
"For Zin, it felt like the center of space and time, in that moment. As if the whole of the universe began and ended here, and there was nothing more central. It was a hallowed moment. Undeniably sacred. There was no individual ego, but rather a united circle. The Grand Entry moved in harmony with the spheres of the heavens. An energetic, circular hoop of energy and prayer in the form of tribal dancers." ― Ruth Ann Oskolkoff, Zin
"What Zeki suggests is that a principle function of art is to reveal the order and constancy which underpins the fast-moving events of life. It enables us to stand back from the rush of incidents to contemplate what T.S. Eliot called 'the still point of the turning circle'." ― Peter F. Smith, The Dynamics of Delight: Architecture and Aesthetics
"Oggi went to his mother's rose garden and gathered a collection of fallen petals and leaves. When his hands were full he carried them back to Alice and placed them on the dirt around her. Back and forth he went, between the rose garden and Alice, until his circle was complete. He jumped inside it and sat down. 'After my dad died I did this to make myself feel better.' Oggi wrapped his arms around his knees. 'I told myself, anything inside the circle is safe from sadness. I'd make the circle as big or as little as I'd like. Once when Mum wouldn't stop crying I made a circle around the whole house. Except I had to use all of the petals on her roses to do that, and she didn't react the way I thought she would.' Yellow butterflies fluttered over the roses. As Alice watched their wings, tiny lemon flames, she remembered how they hovered over the sea in summer, basked in the casuarina trees, and tapped against her bedroom window at night." ― Holly Ringland, The Lost Flowers of Alice Hart
"For the frightened, running in a circle is the illusion of a journey." ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
"If the whole of the spacetime world originates in a Cosmic Mind (Cosmic Singularity) then every part of spacetime is connected to the Mind, just as every part of our spacetime body is connected to our mind/soul, just as the centre of a circle can, via any radius, reach any point on the circle's circumference. The centre of the Cosmic Circle is the Cosmic Mind and everything outside is the Cosmic Body (Universe). What could be more straightforward?" ― Jack Tanner, The Ghost Dimension
"If you are not getting the right people to fulfil your dreams it means you are in the wrong circle" ― Anuj Jasani
"Leave the train!" More soldiers meet Fez and his loyal companion, "This way," one shouts, "step into the circle!" Fez glances down, at a large circle scribed into the ground, and walks into the centre with Gnash skittering in behind him, at which point he addresses the soldiers. "Did you know the philosopher Gurdjieff wrote about his encounters with the Yezidis—how he once saw a Yezidi boy distraught, struggling to break out of a circle drawn in the ground by other boys. Try as he might the boy just couldn't step outside of the circle. The other boys teased and taunted him until Gurdjieff erased part of the circle, whereby the boy was able to escape. Perhaps the philosopher wants us to think carefully about the Yezidis—perhaps you should think carefully about me." Out of the floor a circular glass wall made of toughened glass shoots up, stopping at a circular lip in the ceiling, trapping them like a ship in a bottle. "A prison—how quaint, never been in a prison before. When do I get my medication?" No one answers, but Fez spies a security camera in the ceiling and stares into its lens. "You think that I think you can't hear me, but I know that you don't know I can." "What's he on about?" one of the operators asks in the control room. "Something about us hearing him." ― J.L. Haynes, Zara Hanson & The Mystery of the Painted Symbol
"Sometimes my thoughts grow confused, and it is as if the forest has put down roots in me, and is thinking its old, eternal thoughts with my brain." ― Marlen Haushofer, The Wall
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