Quotes About Possibility

Non esiste una parola peggiore di "potenziale". È la storia di tutte le cose che non saranno mai

After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth...The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her...In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.

I often think about bachelors, a life of pure decision, of thoughtful calculations, of every inclination honored. They go about on their own, nicely accompanied in their singularity by the companion of possibility. For cannot any man, young or old, rich or poor, turn a few corners and bump into marriage?

I raised my wine glass to him and sipped a toast to the future, to what lay ahead.

How the alternative reduces one's prospect and petrifies the imagination in a way that the possibility can never do. Possibilities, innumerable and tightly packed, could shower forth like mushroom spore between such alternatives as being here, or there; alive, or dead; and old, or young.

Es war herrlich, frei zu sein, ihr Zuhause verlassen zu können, allmählich Dinge herauszufinden über Menschen, die nicht zur Familie gehörten. Alles kann passieren, dachte sie, wirklich alles! Und ich will auch, dass es passiert - was immer es ist.

perhaps,thought Felix,that's what magic is--physics with a different twist to it. my world just hasn't discovered the twist.

It may be far in the future, but there's some kind of logical way to get from where we are to where the science fiction is.

I will always know what life can take, but I am ready to see what it can give.

And if such a gift could come to him at such a time, then anything—dear girl from Rockford dressed up for her meeting, rushing above the Rock River—he opened his eyes, and yes, there it was, the perfect knowledge: Anything was possible for anyone.

He had a friend. He would have said this if he could, he would have said it, but there was no need: Like his sweet Sophia who loved her Snowball, Abel had a friend. And if such a gift could come to him at such a time, then anything-dear girl from Rockford dressed up for her meeting, rushing above the Rock River-he opened his eyes, and yes, there it was, the perfect knowledge: Anything was possible for anyone.

The World to Come

From a drop of water a logician could infer the possibility of an Atlantic or a Niagara without having seen or heard of one or the other.

When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

There are very subtle shades of violence, I can assure you. A civilization that renounces the possibility of resorting to violence in thought or deed destroys itself. It becomes a flock of sheep that will get their throats cut by the first person to come along. The same thing happens to men.

El hombre salió de un puñado de barro y agua. ¿Por qué una mujer no habría de estar hecha de rocío, vapores terrestres y rayos de luz, de los condensados residuos de un arco iris? ¿Dónde reside lo posible...? ¿Dónde lo imposible?

Como ve,la incertidumbre corresponde al jugador, no a las reglas... De las infinitas trayectorias posibles de una bala, sólo una ocurre en la realidad.

Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.

As Estha stirred the thick jam he thought Two Thoughts and the Two Thoughts he thought were these: a) Anything can happen to anyone. and b) It is best to be prepared.

The best reason for having dreams is that in dreams no reasons are necessary.

Maybe everyone had that one thing that would tempt them—in her case, the sight of an artist's arm rising and falling as it brought a new version of her into being. And if you caught sight of that, in the right place at the right time, then some new bubble of possibility opened out, and some extraordinary thing unfolded.

The deepest human defeat suffered by human beings is constituted by the difference between what one was capable of becoming and what one has in fact become.

You tell yourself: I'll be gone To some other land, some other sea, To a city far lovelier than this Could ever have been or hoped to be - … You will find no new lands, no other seas. The

Everything can happen, everything is possible and probable. Time and place do not exist; on an insignificant basis of reality the imagination spins, weaving new patterns; a mixture of memories, experiences, free fancies, incongruities and improvisations.