Quotes About Elusiveness

Where did you go? Around. The weather was good? Yeah. It didn't rain? Nope. That's good. Yeah. Talking like this is like throwing small, round stones __ nothing can be built from them, except perhaps the cairn of a lost conversation.

God is great and God is good, but God is also elusive and unpredictable,

What things there are to write, if one could only write them! My mind is full of gleaming thoughts; gay moods and mysterious, moth-like meditations hover in my imagination, fanning their painted wings. They would make my fortune if I could catch them; but always the rarest, those freaked with azure and the deepest crimson, flutter away beyond my reach.

Sabía muy bien cómo bajar la escalera sin hacer ruido. Ya lo había hecho un par de veces con anterioridad, para encontrarse con Matt en el patio de atrás. Una noche él le había enviado un mensaje de móvil: «Quiero verte ahora». Ella había salido a encontrarse con él vestida con un camisón blanco de algodón, como un fantasma, y cuando él la tocó, por un momento le pareció que iba a escurrírsele entre los dedos.

Les mots sont indépendants, comme les chats, et ils ne font pas ce que vous voulez. Vous avez beau les aimer, les flatter, leur parler doucement, il s'échappent et partent à l'aventure.

Urich sensed the caution in her, the elusiveness he had falsely spoken of to Raven was now there. There, in her reserved greeting. There, in the avoidance of her eyes to his.

De fantômes poursuivis, oubliés, recherchés à nouveau quelquefois pour une seule entrevue et afin de toucher à une vie irréelle laquelle aussitôt s'enfuyait, ces chemins de Balbec en étaient pleins.

The answer to that is complicated." "Give me the short version." "The short version is 'Yes, but.' The slightly longer version is 'No, and.' Which version would you like?

And Monelle said again: I pity you, I pity you, my love. Even so, I shall return to the night; for it is necessary that you lose me before you find me again. And if you find me again, I shall elude you once more. For I am she who is alone. And Monelle said again: Because I am alone, you shall give me the name Monelle. But you shall imagine that I have every other name.

in the game of life, it is always preferable to be a man of the shadows, and even the darkness, if necessary. In this way, you run things, but you are never, ever seen. You are like a . . . phantom of the opera.

try as i do, i can't recall her surname. Indeed, her very abstractedness and insubstantial personality seemed to say 'forget me'; she seemed to live in parenthesis;...

The world of the quark has everything to do with a jaguar circling in the night.

But the voice goes on, calling us, beckoning us, luring us to think that there might be such a thing as justice, as the world being put to rights, even though we find it so elusive. We're like moths trying to fly to the moon. We all know there's something called justice, but we can't quite get to it.

Happiness is a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

How did Begu always make simple things seem so slippery?

I lack the World, for I move like a Ghost through it.