Quotes About Search

I swear on time, which is the beginning and the end of everything, that everybody is always at lost...

Kako su ljudi nesavršeni! U svemu! Ne mogu da žive sami, postoje samo kao jedna polovina. Drugu traže, u ženi, u drugom ?ovjeku, u laži. Potrebna mu je ta druga polovina, a ništa ne za o njoj.

Not everything you want to know is explained properly on Google.

Someday I'll understand more of these things. At the moment I just have to think them through. Not everything you want to know is explained properly on Google.

If you ever wanted to get an accurate picture of who you are, Greer thought years later, all you had to do was look at everything you'd Googled over the past twenty-four hours. Most people would be appalled to see themselves with this kind of clarity.

Maybe the secret truth about death is that dead people are whisked away from their current lives and forced to live somewhere else far away—a process similar to reincarnation but taking place not in the future but now. A sort of mortality-based witness protection program. And if you found them they would look the same as they always had. If only you knew where to find them. If only you knew where to look.

I'm still trying to figure out where you belong." "What is there to wonder about? I'm one of the Sporting set. You said it yourself.

We are all searching for someone whose demons play well with ours

But we need to search for and find, what we need to own and perfect into a magnificent, shining thing, is a new kind of politics. Not the politics of governments, but the politics of resistance. The politics of opposition. The politics of forcing accountability. The politics of slowing things down. In the present circumstances, I'd say the only thing worth globalizing is dissent.

Absolute honesty is essential in one's search for God (Truth). The subtleties of the Path are finer than a hair. The least hypocrisy becomes a wave that washes one off the Path. It is your false self that keeps you away from your true Self by every trick it knows. In the guise of honesty this self even deceives itself. For instance your self claims, I love Baba. The fact is, if you really loved Baba you would not be your false self making the self-asserting statement!

Man is a tireless traveller wandering in the dark valleys of his past!

Walk ten meters, you will find the lust; walk thousand miles, you may find the love! Soil is everywhere; but gold is somewhere!

We always search for the signature of God to prove His existence. And now I say unto you that Art is His very signature!

soon as the female comes out of the cocoon in April or June, she searches for a tree with leaves

As soon as the female comes out of the cocoon in April or June, she searches for a tree with leaves her offspring can eat. Many different trees could be food for her caterpillars. So you may find her on walnut, hickory, oak, birch, alder, sweet gum or persimmon trees.

How seven days had passed since she had disappeared from existence. That it would take the eyes of the gods to find her. Or the heart of the Lumateran exile.

Mama says that satisfaction isn't what I should search for. Respect is. Respect? I detest that word. Probably because in this world you have to respect the wrong people for the wrong reasons.

Maybe she'd always been there. Maybe strangers enter your heart first and then you spent the rest of your life searching for them.

Maybe she'd always been there. Maybe strangers enter your heart first and then you spent the rest of your life searching for them.

One should not seek those who do not wish to be found.

I'm not happy," she whispered. "I don't know what I am, but this isn't happiness.

Somewhere in the state of Montana there had to be a woman he wanted to date more than once. Hell, he might propose on the second date if things ever got that far. All he had to do was find her.

Two hours later, Gill stood outside the stable where a horse groomer had seen Maximillian. That had been ten minutes ago. Enough time for his dog, who loved to run, to be on the opposite side of the grounds. Still, Gill wanted to look.

O que se encontra nesta vida não resulta de procurarmos.