Quotes About Symbolism

So the last night the girl and her lover would be together, the girl would bring the lamp and set it so it threw the lover's shadow to the wall!!!!!

Píse? Å alamounova, kapitola 7., verÅ¡ 2: Pupek tv?j jako koflík okrouhlý, ne bez nápoje; bÃ…â"¢icho tvé jako stoh pÅ¡enice obrostlý kvítím. V Bibli se v?bec dost míchá sex s jídlem.

Jedna dívka, se kterou se Misty znala na výtvarné Å¡kole, naplnila kuchy?ský mixér mokrým betonem a nechala ho puÅ¡tÄ›ný, dokud se motor v oblaku Å¡tiplavého dýmu nezavaÃ…â"¢il. To bylo její vyjádÃ…â"¢ení k životu ženy v domácnosti.

Question marks were shaped like a hook for a reason...

Everything means something, but not every something matters.

That flag's not just the emblem of being a racist asshole, a club to which your daddy probably belongs happily. But it's also the Confederate flag. The one carried by Southerners to say to the Yankees—that's your daddy, a Yankee—'Don't tread on me or I'll pop a musket ball up your ass.' Northerners driving around with the Dixie flag is like a Jew wearing a 'Go Hitler!' baseball cap." Jonesy's

Past the crucifix on the wall with the poor, scary man named Jesus who hangs there, bleeding.

You see, the flowers on cherry trees used to be white. Pure white, like snow. So why do you think cherry blossoms turned that pale crimson shade? It's because they drink the blood from the corpse underneath the tree.

It has an eggplant in it, so it must be a good dream.

Money here on Earth is more than the paper or the metal that you use for money, more than the rows of figures that account for money. Here on Earth you have given money a symbolism such as no medium of exchange has anywhere else I have ever known or heard of. You have made it a power and a virtue and you have made the lack of it despicable and somehow even criminal. You measure men by money and you calibrate success with money and you almost worship money.

A jug of his urine Ã¢â'¬â€œ the product of seven days' collection Ã¢â'¬â€œ stood on the left of the altar, should they require some spontaneous gesture of self-defilement.

Enquanto baluarte, a Muralha não fazia sentido. Os hunos, os mongóis e os manchus transpuseram-na quase sem impedimento. (…) Talvez, de uma forma não intencional, ela constituísse menos uma defesa física do que uma monstruosa delimitação. Separava a civilização da barbárie, a luz das trevas.

Robbing the Hotel Theresa was like taking a piss on the Statue of Liberty. It was like slipping Jackie Robinson a Mickey the night before the World Series.

Further along, one of Picasso's doves of peace with an Armalite, not an olive branch, in its mouth.

At forty-three, I bought my first house. I'd wanted one like crazy. A house meant family, a happy childhood for my litttle girl and for the little girl self inside me. . . . I was soon overwhelmed by the upkeep and overcome by the yardwork. . . . In the bright light of closing, it was obvious: it was never a house I wanted; it was what a house symbolized to me. (254)

In fact, freedom is in danger of degenerating into mere arbitrariness unless it is lived in terms of responsibleness. That is why I recommend that the Statue of Liberty on the East Coast be supplemented by a Statue of Responsibility on the West Coast.

She has a human face and as far as the groin she is a girl with lovely breasts, but below she is a monstrous sea creature, her womb full of wolves

Hoc dicens altaria ad ipsa trementem traxit et in multo lapsantem sanguine nati, implicuitque comam laeva, dextraque coruscum extulit, ac lateri capulo tenus abdidit ensem.

She was like a crinkled poppy; with the desire to drink dry dust.

But I was thinking; feeling; living; those two lives that the two halves symbolized with the intensity, the muffled intensity, which a butterfly or moth feels when with its sticky tremulous legs and antennae it pushes out of the chrysalis and emerges and sits quivering beside the broken case for a moment; its wings still creased; its eyes dazzled, incapable of flight.

Green in nature is one thing, green in literature another.

There is little blood in my arm, Isabella repeated.

Ellas [las flores] simbolizan sus pasiones, decoran sus festivales y cubren las almohadas de los difuntos (como si conocieran la pena). Por increíble que parezca, los poetas han encontrado religión en la naturaleza; la gente vive en el campo para aprender virtud de las plantas.

After all, she may have thought, do words say everything? Can words say anything? Do not words destroy the symbol that lies beyond the reach of words?