I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.
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Quotes tagged ‘107 Of The Greatest Single Sentences In Literature’
Each time you happen to me all over again.
When you love something it loves you back in whatever way it has to love.
Between the hammers our hearts endure, just as the tongue does between the teeth and, despite that, still is able to praise.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away.
Everybody, everybody everywhere, has his own movie going, his own scenario, and everybody is acting his movie out like mad, only most people don’t know that is what they’re trapped by, their little script.
Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.
What can an eternity of damnation matter to someone who has felt, if only for a second, the infinity of delight?
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
Remember, any lie you are told, even deliberately, is often a more significant fact than a truth told in all sincerity.
A man sometimes devotes his life to a desire which he is not sure will ever be fulfilled.
Nobody even imagines how well one can lie about the state of one’s own heart.
Perfect purity is possible if you turn your life into a line of poetry written with a splash of blood.
A book should be an axe to chop open the frozen sea inside us.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.’
What is Imagination but your lost child born to give birth to you?
The only true obscenity is war.’