Quotes of: Rather Keyword

• “…it is easy to read that this game is more than just a game, it is a culmination of a group of coaches and boys on a mission to not just experience, but rather to achieve something that only they believe is truly possible.

Team Of One: We Believe

Tax is not a four-letter word; rather, it's the price we pay for the country we want.

Tax Is Not a Four-Letter Word: A Different Take on Taxes in Canada

But an artist, he realized. Or rather so-called artist. Bohemian. That's closer to it. The artistic life without the talent.

The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch

Don't live in a world of 'I never should have'. Regret is a terrible burden to carry through life. It stoops your shoulders and keeps you looking down at the ground rather than up at the stars.

One Summer's Night

It occurred to us, from observation and from reasonin, that extra marital sex was not what really destroyed marriages, but rather the lies and deception that invariably accompanied it -- that was the culprit. Page 317

With Ossie and Ruby: In This Life Together

The sense impressions of one-celled animals are not edited for the brain: ‘This is philosophically interesting in a rather mournful way, since it means that only the simplest animals perceive the universe as it is (21).

Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

Prayer is not a means of removing the unknown and predictable elements in life, but rather a way of including the unknown and unpredictable in the outworking of the grace of God in our lives.

Prayer: Does It Make Any Difference?

every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter. The sitter is merely the accident, the occasion. It is not he who is revealed by the painter; it is rather the painter who, on the coloured canvas, reveals hi...

The Picture of Dorian Gray

Lucifer, how, after a dozen millennia in Hell, could you possibly lose your way?" the Devil asked incredulously. "Well," the lesser demon began, "It is a rather large place...

Paved with Good Intentions

A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe

Paradise Lost

That the stars guide us, but do not compel us. It is our free will that determines the outcome of all things. God does impose his will on us, rather he makes it known and allows us to choose if we will follow it.

The Poet Prince

Elizabeth could never address her without feeling that all the comfort of intimacy was over, and, though determined not to slacken as a correspondent, it was for the sake of what had been, rather than what was.

Pride and Prejudice

As I am sure you know, when people say 'It's my pleasure,' they usually mean something along the lines of, 'There's nothing on Earth I would rather do less.' [...]

The Penultimate Peril

For most of Western civilization low sexual desire has been considered a goal rather than a problem.

Passionate Marriage: Keeping Love and Intimacy Alive in Committed Relationships

...what good would it do to shutter your windows, never dream of rainbows or find hope in promises? Why choose to walk away rather than hold your ground and fight for love?

Perfect

Maybe the Good Friday story is about how God would rather die than be in our sin-accounting business anymore.

Pastrix: The Cranky, Beautiful Faith of a Sinner & Saint

I don't cry. Unfortunately, I seem rather short of tears, so my sorrows have to stay inside me.

The Quotable Gordimer; or, The Wit and Wisdom of Nadine Gordimer

On this sacred path of Radical Acceptance, rather than striving for perfection, we discover how to love ourselves into wholeness.

Radical Acceptance: Embracing Your Life With the Heart of a Buddha

This selfishness is not only part of me. It is the most living part. It is somehow transcending rather than by avoiding that selfishness that I can bring poise and balance into my life.

This Side of Paradise

I gave her all the love I had to give—which wasn’t 100%, but rather 10%. The other 90% either evaporated or got stolen in the name of war reparations.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

I’m not a hillbilly—I’m a hillwilliam. Or, rather, a William Hill. That was my name at the last networking conference, when I stole a nametag to make friends without fear of insulting them with lasting consequences.

This Book is Not FOR SALE