Quotes About Unfinished

Le monde va finir, c'est-à-dire, en réalité, «L'enfance va finir». Et, parce qu'elle va finir, elle demeurera à tout jamais inachevée.

She had to treat it like a tactical error, not a human tragedy, because she was not sure that his unfinished jigsaw of a brain understood sadness and loss.

How do the survivors of terminated relationships ever endure the pain of unfinished business? From that place of meditation, I found the answer - you can finish the business yourself, from withing yourself. It's not only possible, it's essential.

she never quite completes her sentence but is always almost

In response, he repurposed an unfinished song that had been kicking around since 1969, originally titled 'Since You Came to Me,' and fashioned a response. Composing new lyrics that put Paul directly, and identifiably, in the crosshairs, he transformed his old tune into 'How Do You Sleep?

His unfinished project stared back at Nick from the computer screen, the cursor accusing him with every blink.

The paint doesn't move the way the light reflects, so what's there to be faithful to? I am faithful to you, darling. I say it to the paint. The bird floats in the unfinished sky with nothing to hold it.

You will die in your sleep and leave everything unfinished. This is also speculation. I had obligations: hope, but hope negates the experience. I owe myself nothing. I cut off my head and threw it on the ground.

But when didn't a lifetime feel unfinished?

There's no poetry in me, Reginleit. No fine words. He stared down at her, his gaze seeming to consume her. I come to you as a man unfinished.

Is your blouse Azzedine Alaia?' 'No, you could say it's VERY authentic vintage.' Lachlain didn't care what it was; she'd never wear that damned unfinished shirt in public again.

With respect," said Red, and his voice had gone so quiet people hushed each other to hear him, "my tale is yet unfinished; you should hear me out. And it is her answer I have come to hear, not yours.

My father built over me a worry big as a shipyard and I left it once, before I was finished, and he remained there with his big, empty worry.

There are so many things in human living that we should regard not as traumatic learning but as incomplete learning, unfinished learning.

I wondered why I was so startled by the encounter when there was something that seemed utterly inevitable about the moment. Not in any grand, destined sense; just in the quiet, stubborn way that unfinished business has of imposing its will on the unwilling.

I'm an unfinished man, Doctor, like a suit of clothes hanging on a display rack waiting for the final touches that may never come; I need to tell this story to make a peace with those parts of me that were left unfinished. A healing. Indulge me, if you will; I need you as a witness. A stitch in time….

As I said, I'm an unfinished man reassembling the pieces of a broken world, and I have asked you to be a witness because you would never judge me as harsly as I judge myself.

Look through the unfinished entrance facade, note blue sky where the stained-glass windows would have been, and ponder the struggles, triumphs, and failures of the human spirit.

It left a feeling of something not done.

There's always a piece of unfinished work left,' said Mrs. Lynde, with tears in her eyes. 'But I supposed there's always some one to finish it.

These modern novels that leave everything unfinished annoy me... But things are often unfinished in real life, said Pat... All the more reason why they should come right in books, said Uncle Horace testily. Real life! We get enough real life living. I like fairy tales. I like a nice snug tidy ending in a book with all the loose ends tucked in.

At Arbor Court, with the cats fed and tea made, she said, "Bowling." "I had to get away from the bookstore," I said, "and there were things I needed to do, but I wasn't ready to do them yet. And every once in a while for the past few years I've told myself that I really ought to go over to Bowl-Mor, and I never did, and then the building came down and all I had left was a resentment.

The sad ending is only because the author stops telling the story. But it still goes on. It's just untold.

Sunday evenings had long saddened me, reminders of death, unfinished business, guilt, and loss.