Quotes About Strangers

Cum e posibil s? fie mai uÈ™or de vorbit cu un str?in (...), È™i acesta e f?r? îndoial? paradoxul cel mai frecvent È™i mai revolt?tor al vieÈ›ii în doi, c? ne apropiem ca s? ne dep?rt?m.

Aggie pondered the stories of her mother, about the creatures that her African grandmother had told Kiné of, in a courtyard, long ago. Were there truly supernatural monsters stalking the water? Or were these monsters only white men who walked on two legs, abominations but not strangers? Only dangerous because they were familiar—in one's home, in one's temple, on the dirt of natal land?

You are strangers, too, sine nomine, even to yourselves. They

Anna thought about the men outside on the gallery. She was glad they were there; finding them smoking and talking quietly had been comforting, it was what men did in the evenings when the work was done. Of course, the work was not done, and she doubted that it ever would be. It would go on and on, even after the house was emptied of strangers, long after the wildflowers had blossomed a hundred times on their graves.

The kindness of strangers and the support of the international community are truly the rays of hope we North Korean people need.

Cities make you afraid.

like the archetype of Peter Pan. But, he writes, "we are betrayed in the very same close relationships where primal trust is possible. We can be truly betrayed only where we truly trust—by brothers, lovers, wives, husbands, not by enemies, not by strangers. The greater the love, the greater the betrayal. Trust has in it the seed of betrayal.

It wasn't an attack. We'd been together too many times before, made love together too many times before, for it to be that. It was just that fear had suddenly entered, and made us dangerous strangers. ("New York Blues")

All his working life had been spent in resolving other people's problems, but they had been the problems of strangers, dealt with at arm's length through the medium of a solicitor, and considered in the quiet, dust-laden atmosphere of the Temple, where matters of life and death, fortune and bankruptcy resolved themselves into carefully phrased opinions and the comparison of reported cases.

Not queer at all," replied her ladyship, smiling very kindly. "I'm sure lots of people go through their weddings in a sort of dream—I know I did—and it must have been even more dreamlike for you because there were so many people you didn't know." Lady Steyne laughed and added, "Anyhow there's no need for you to worry, everyone says you looked very sweet and behaved beautifully.

The young men were strangers to Tilly and therefore strangers to Chevis Green. They looked rather nice, rather interesting, but, as one was tall and fair and the other short and dark, neither of them was the future husband who would love her passionately and help in the production of her family.

Presumably people lived in these other flats but Bel had lived in her flat for eighteen months—and she knew nobody. Sometimes she met people on the stairs but they passed by as if she were invisible. It was very different from Southmere where she knew everyone and everyone knew her and where, even if you did not know a person, it was correct to say "Good morning" as you passed.

When I came to Johannesburg from the countryside, I knew nobody, but many strangers were very kind to me. I then was dragged into politics, and then, subsequently, I became a lawyer.

According to FBI statistics for 2008, only 22 percent of murder victims were killed by strangers. More than 30 percent were slain by family members, boyfriends, and girlfriends. Nearly half of all murders were committed by friends, neighbors, and casual acquaintances.

Conversing with strangers isn't easy." "It is if you don't care what you say," Pandora advised. "Or what their opinion of you might be," Cassandra added.

Kiss me again." "How dare you suggest—" "No one will know." "You don't understand," she whispered shakily. "This isn't like me…. I don't do these things." "We're strangers in the darkness," he whispered back. "We'll never be together like this again. No, don't pull away. Show me how an evening can be magical." His lips brushed the rim of her ear, unexpectedly soft and entreating.

The next time you face a room full of strangers . . . you might tell yourself that some of them are just friends waiting to be found.

Our faces were overly close, and in that moment something more passed between us. I'd never felt this kind of thing with a guy – such a connection. I knew, in my head, that we were practically strangers; but this thing – whatever it was – made me feel known. Seen. Acknowledged and appreciated and admired.

I thought if only we could go on and meet again, shy as strangers.

If a man be gracious and courteous to strangers, it shows he is a citizen of the world, and that his heart is no island cut off from other lands, but a continent that joins to them.

Total strangers trying to kill me make me feel right at home.

A celebrity is one who is known to many persons he is glad he doesn't know.

Strangers, he remembered, can tell you how old you are without trying. The looks you get or don't get let you know exactly where you're at, where you're headed and where you can never go again.

Some men (fewer women) are solitary, unattached to any particular place or institution, most comfortable not exactly alone but in the presence of strangers.