Quotes About Places

He never had any sense of decorum Ã¢â'¬Â¦ always kissing his wife in the most unsuitable places!' (Are you sure you kiss me in suitable places, Gilbert? I'm afraid Mrs. Gibson would think the nape of the neck, for instance, most unsuitable.) 'But

Escribiría sobre gente y lugares que yo conociera, y haría que mis personajes hablaran un lenguaje cotidiano. Y dejaría que el sol se levantara y se pusiera de la forma normal y tranquila que hace normalmente, sin hacer muchas alharacas al respecto. Si tuviera que introducir un villano en mi historia, le daría una oportunidad (...) Supongo que hay algunos hombres malvados en el mundo, pero hay que andar un buen rato para encontrarlos.

I'd write of people and places like I knew, and I'd make my characters talk everyday English; and I'd let the sun rise and set in the usual quiet way without much fuss over the fact. If I had to have villains at all, I'd give them a chance, Anne—I'd give them a chance.

Because we don't have your typical gaps around here. Not gaps made of rocks or mountains. We have gaps in the world. In the space of things. So many places to lose yourself, if you believe that they're there. You can slip into the gap and never find your way out. Or maybe you don't want to find your way out.

The borders of consciousness are anxious enough, raw and desperate places; we shouldn't be dragged across them like struggling thieves as if sleep was a felony.

The inefficiency of political control of an economy has been demonstrated more often, in more places, and under more varied conditions, than almost anything outside the realm of pure science.

Unfortunately, there's a lot of people in high places who understand the science but don't like where the policy leads them: too much government control.

The science of government is only a science of combinations, of applications, and of exceptions, according to times, places and circumstances.

I remember, but you see, that doesn't work for me. I say life is given meaning by context. There are no individual selves. There are only humans embedded in practices, places, cultures.

My mother was an avid reader...She loved books about romance. Books that took place in faraway places and times. Stories with costumes...

Places grow to have meaning in your life from experience, from the process of connecting. The inevitable contemplation of commemorative tattoos follows.

Our lives are not the measure of all things: consider sublime places for a reminder of human insignificance and frailty.

This land, like so much of the French countryside, was a painting, but Mercier felt his heart touched with melancholy and realized, not for the first time, that beautiful places were hard on lonely people.

So when you find yourself locked onto an unpleasant train of thought, heading for the places in your past where the screaming is unbearable, remember there's always madness. Madness is the emergency exit.

There are people. There are stories. The people think they shape the stories, but the reverse if often closer to the truth. Stories shape the world. They exist independently of people, and in places quite devoid of man, there may yet be mythologies.

The world felt increasingly out of human control, and the best hope seemed to be found in the hairline cracks between Heaven and earth provided by sacred places and holy people.

I love writing about places I know well. Research is my least favourite thing, as it takes time from the story, but I can't write about a place I've never experienced.

I think of my own epitaph, still to be written, and all the places I'll wander. No longer rooted, but gold, flowing. I feel a thousand capacities spring up in me.

If I do anything, I have to start over, but all I have is fragments of ideas. Just places.

And recommend them to other people: books for the brokenhearted and the happy, and people excited to be going on vacation, and people who need to know they aren't alone in the universe, and books for children who really like monkeys, and, well, everything really. And to go places where I'm needed.

Her mind can't go to the dark places mine does.

Everyone is in a hurry; they all have plans and places to be.

I had a great drama teacher, and he sort of made out drama school as this incredibly difficult thing to get into: 6 000 people apply every year, and some of the schools only have 12 places. It's a phenomenally difficult thing to get into. And that excited me - I wanted that challenge.

Above Ania, the moon is nearly full and the stars are as bright as always. Cassiopeia, Orion, Arachne...The names of the constellations return to her in her father's voice. They are all in their places, a buffer against the chaos and indifference of the universe. It is what is down here below them in the mud that is all wrong.