Quotes About Bound

Man is free in his imagination, but bound by his reason.

Jesus was a human being, bound by history and the natural world; an extraordinary man, to be sure, but still a man.

Space and time are bound together. Actually, they are more than bound together. Space and time are both manifestations of Tao's consciousness.

Wynter made her uncomfortably aware that too many restrictions and too little hope bound her to her plebeian existence.

The only people truly bound by campaign promises are the voters who believe them.

From Alan Lightman's intricate 1993 novel Einstein's Dreams; set in Berne in 1905: With infinite life comes an infinite list of relatives. Grandparents never die, nor do great-grandparents, great-aunts… and so on, back through the generations, all alive and offering advice. Sons never escape from the shadows of their fathers. Nor do daughters of their mothers. No one ever comes into his own… Such is the cost of immortality. No person is whole. No person is free.

All was still and quiet. It seemed as if a magician had placed an enchantment upon the earth and that everything in the world was bound in an eternal sleep and would remain frozen and unchanging forevermore underneath the watchful gaze of the twinkling stars.

momentary life has its rights, and is not bound to sacrifice itself constantly to the future.

CASSIE: Please stay, bound or not, you are my sister. You are the only family I have left. DIANA: No matter where I go, that is never gonna change. But I have got to get our of here. I've lost everything. I don't even know who I am any more.

You hear that, James Carstairs? We are bound, you and I, over the divide of death, down through whatever generations may come. Forever.

Caliph Vathek and his dark horde Are bound for Hell, you won't be bored! Your faith in me will be restored— Unless this token you find untoward And my poor gift you have ignored.

She soared above the ground, and he kept her tethered to the earth. Without him she would be lost among the clouds.

He is bound to you," said the Queen. "But does he love you?

Listen to me. I am leaving, but I am living. I will not be gone from you entirely, Will. When you fight now, I will be still by you. When you walk in the world, I will be the light at your side, the ground steady under your feet, the force that drives the sword in your hand. We are bound, beyond the oath. The Marks did not change that. The oath did not change that. It merely gave words to something that existed already.

He (Jace) glanced down at his bound hands. His wrists and shoulders had gone from aching to hard, stabbing pain, but he didn't wince as the inquisitor regarded one of the blades, named it Jophiel, and plunged it into the polished wooden floorboards at her feet. He waited, but nothing happened. "Boom," he said eventually. "Was something supposed to happen there?" ~pg.303~

I mulled on the tower-bound princess whose lover employed her hair as rope. My own curly locks – one of my better features, I will admit, better being a relative term – hung just past my shoulders, and barely draped over the windowsill.

Of course, Storm-Lord! But why would a god marry a poor farm girl?" asked one of the bound novices, his voice thin and chirping as an insect. "All things must eventually mate," I shrugged, "having been cast into a man's flesh I must do as flesh does. And it hardly matters whether one mates with a woman or a rock or a river - the end result is the same. Once all the world wed stones and trees - but this is a degenerate age, and no one keeps to tradition.

You have to be able to see the world as a whole to bear it—to see the Queerness that moves in every bit of Fairyland, how it threads through every heart and field, how we are all bound together up in the Weird Well of the World.

Equally dead, equally bound. You will live as you live anywhere. With difficulty, and grief.

Embrace determinism and you're chained all the way back to the beginning. Of the universe. Of everything.

People are anxious to improve their circumstances, but are unwilling to improve themselves. That is why they remain bound.

Men are anxious to improve their circumstances, but are unwilling to improve themselves; they therefore remain bound. The man who does not shrink from self-crucifixion can never fail to accomplish the object upon which his heart is set.

Now, as then, we find ourselves bound, first without, then within, by the nature of our categorization. And escape is not effected through a bitter railing against this trap; it is as though this very striving were the only motion needed to spring the trap upon us. We take our shape, it is true, within and against that cage of reality bequeathed us at our birth; and yet it is precisely through our dependence on this reality that we are most endlessly betrayed.

I can't fight for no man because that means I'm fighting for your uncertainty about me and our relationship, so what kind of sense does that make? Honey, there are too many men in this world, and there's bound to be one who's truly checking for me.