Depressing Quotes About Love Biography
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Welcome to my page of mind-bending quotations. Imagine if you will... it is early 1991 and as a teenager I spend countless hours dancing in my bedroom to the new C+C Music Factory album (cassette tape, of course). "Hmmm," I think to myself during one of those dance sessions for which I would never have the energy now, "that’s what I could call my quotations that are kinda weird and I don’t know how to categorize." And thus "Quotes That Make You Go Hmmm" was born and my notebook of quotes properly modified. Insert shout-out to Arsenio Hall here. So from me to you, enjoy the madness of this many-years-growing compilation which I subtitle "quotations the mind has trouble absorbing," and dance if you so please! —tεᖇᖇ¡·g
The day was counting up its birds and never got the answer right. ~Author Unknown
And upsidedown in the earth a dead man walks upon my soles when I walk. ~Bill Knott, "(End) of Summer (1966)" (Thanks, Laurie)
Night and morning are making promises to each other which neither will be able to keep. ~Richard Shelton
I imagine that yes is the only living thing. ~e.e. cummings
Ink smears, as thoughts sometimes do. ~Terri Guillemets
Never mind. The self is the least of it. Let our scars fall in love. ~Galway Kinnell
Her hearing was keener than his, and she heard silences he was unaware of. ~D.M. Thomas
Silence moves faster when it’s going backward. ~Jean Cocteau
We are asleep with compasses in our hands. ~W.S. Merwin
If only I could leave everything as it is, without moving a single star or a single cloud. Oh, if only I could! ~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin
Sharp nostalgia, infinite and terrible, for what I already possess. ~Juan Ramon Jimenez
[T]he departing world leaves behind... not an heir, but a pregnant widow. ~Alexander Ivanovich Herzen, Other Shore
Two and two the mathematician continues to make four, in spite of the whine of the amateur for three, or the cry of the critic for five. ~James McNeill Whistler, Whistler Versus Ruskin, 1878
We are never prepared for what we expect. ~James A. Michener, Caravans
The universe is simmering down, like a giant stew left to cook for four billion years. Sooner or later we won’t be able to tell the carrots from the onions. ~Arthur Bloch
As I was walking up the stair,
I met a man who wasn’t there.
He wasn’t there again today.
I wish, I wish he’d go away.
~Hugh Mearns
It has been said repeatedly that one can never, try as he will, get around to the front of the universe. Man is destined to see only its far side, to realize nature only in retreat. ~Loren Eiseley, "The Innocent Fox," The Star Thrower, 1978
We have met the enemy and they are us! ~Walt Kelly, Pogo, 1971
Our dream dashes itself against the great mystery like a wasp against a window pane. Less merciful than man, God never opens the window. ~Jules Renard, Journal, 1906
Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love, as if to keep it warm. ~William Wordsworth
You can owe nothing, if you give back its light to the sun. ~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin
the high cost of
living isnt so bad if you
dont have to pay for it
~Don Marquis, archy and mehitabel
Take the so-called standard of living. What do most people mean by "living"? They don’t mean living. They mean the latest and closest plural approximation to singular prenatal passivity which science, in its finite but unbounded wisdom, has succeeded in selling their wives. ~e.e. cummings, Introduction, Poems, 1954
You’re only as sick as your secrets. ~Author Unknown
Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly. ~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin
All that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed waste-paper baskets, unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing. ~D.H. Lawrence, "Peace and War," Pansies, 1929
She throws her coin into a fountain already filled with hopeful coins, yet wonders if the wishes might become tangled. ~Dr. SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
This weary ol’ workhorse is a unicorn, my friend. ~Terri Guillemets