Quotes About Search

Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don't find yourself.

I'm a cage, in search of a bird.

What am I doing in this eternal winter?

Asking questions were the most important thing.

I am on the hunt for constructions. I come into a room and find them whitely merging in a corner.

Today one may pluck out one's very heart and not find it.

What are our lungs supposed to do? I shouted. Shouted: If they breathe fast they suffocate themselves from inner poisons; if they breathe slowly they suffocate from unbreathable air, from outraged things. But if they try to search for their own rhythm they perish from the mere search.

One has just been sent out as a biblical dove, has found nothing green, and slips back into the darkness of the Ark

Where was the judge he'd never seen? Where was the high court he had never reached?

There are possibilities for me, certainly, but under what stone do they lie?

Ciertamente, perros, pero no para morir aquí, sino para llegar allá, a la verdad, para salir de este mundo de mentiras, donde no se encuentra a nadie de quien obtener la verdad, tampoco de mi, ciudadano innato de la mentira

16. Kafesin biri, bir kuÅŸ aramaya ç?kt?.

de no estar empeñado en la búsqueda, esto me daría sueño.

I am a cage in search of a bird

Je?li b?dzie pan oddycha? szybko, udusi si? pan sob?, wewn?trzn? trucizn?; je?li b?dzie pan powoli oddycha?, udusi si? pan nie nadaj?cym si? dla p?uc powietrzem, zbuntowan? materi?. Je?li za? chcia? pan znale?? sobie w?asn? miar?, zginie pan ju? od samego poszukiwania.

Würde ich einmal ein größeres Ganzes schreiben können, wohlgebildet vom Anfang bis zum Ende, dann könnte sich auch die Geschichte niemals endgiltig von mir loslösen und ich dürfte ruhig und mit offenen Augen als Blutsverwandter einer gesunden Geschichte ihrer Vorlesung zuhören, so aber lauft jedes Stückchen der Geschichte heimatlos herum und treibt mich in die entgegengesetzte Richtung. Tagebucheintrag vom 5. November 1911.

I fly myself everywhere. I like all kinds of flying, including practical flying for search and rescue. And I also like to fly into the backcountry, usually the Frank Church Wilderness in Idaho. I go with a group of friends, and we set up camp for about five days and explore little dirt strips and canyons.

When Yelp first took off, our rankings on Google would fluctuate wildly.

Lose an hour in the morning, and you will spend all day looking for it.

I'm just looking for an angel with a broken wing.

Mental health really is a search to be happy, I think that's what people want in life - and if you're happy you're winning.

I don't look to God for my wins. I look for God in my daily life.

If you're texting a friend about dinner, Google will give you restaurant reviews and directions automatically.

The problem with Google is you have 360 degrees of omnidirectional information on a linear basis, but the algorithms for irony and ambiguity are not there. And those are the algorithms of wisdom.