Quotes About Recaptured

order: •    1065: Jerusalem falls to the Turks, instigating the circumstances that will create the Crusades, which in turn are the circumstances (allegedly!) that will lead to the creation of the military-religious orders of the Knights Templars and Knights Hospitallers. •    1099: Jerusalem is recaptured for the Western Church by Godfroi de Bouillion, one of the original Templar Knights.

The past exudes legend: one can't make pure clay of time's mud. There is no life that can be recaptured wholly; as it was.Which is to say that all biography is ultimately fiction.

Genius is childhood recaptured.

Middle class Labour leaders are recaptured by the establishment when they die.

Time wasted can never be recaptured. Time spent recharging your batteries and maintaining your physical and mental health is not wasted. It is a necessity.

Genius is nothing more nor less than childhood recaptured at will.

Genius is no more than childhood recaptured at will, childhood equipped now with man's physical means to express itself, and with the analytical mind that enables it to bring order into the sum of experience, involuntarily amassed.

Everything must be recaptured and relocated in the general framework of history, so that despite the difficulties, the fundamental paradoxes and contradictions, we may respect the unity of history which is also the unity of life.

If we are a metaphor of the universe, the human couple is the metaphor par excellence, the point of intersection of all forces and the seed of all forms. The couple is time recaptured, the return to the time before time.

In the morning, the recaptured escapee had her arms and legs broken in front of their eyes.

Love is always meant to be. Always, always, always. It is our sin, our folly, our feeble eyes that lead us astray. But love... love is love. Beyond us. Otherworldly. Godly. We capture a bit of the heavenly and hold it close and then it escapes us. We are so foolish, letting it depart! That is when tragedy occurs. Love...love is always meant to be. It may escape us, but it hovers nearby, waiting to be recaptured, held close.