Quotes About Fabric

Hope is an essential thread in the fabric of all fantasies, an Ariadne's thread to guide us out of the labyrinth ... Human beings have always needed hope, and surely now more than ever.

Ignoro de qué sustancia extraordinaria está confeccionada la identidad, pero es un tejido discontinuo que zurcimos a fuerza de voluntad y de memoria.

While there was work to be done, women did it, and behind the vivid foreground activities of popes and kings, wars and discoveries, tyranny and defeat, working women wove the real fabric of the kind of history that has yet to receive its due.

And 'the holy' will be, in Dr. Otto's language, a complex category of the 'numinous' and the 'moral', or, in one of his favourite metaphors, a fabric in which we have the non-rational numinous experience as the woof and the rational and ethical as the warp.

When they got back in the Corvette, Gretel fished around in her shopping bad. What is this? She had chosen a black tank suit, but somehow a pink bikini had wound up among her purchases. Don't be mad, Margot pleaded. I'm not wearing this. Gretel tossed the bikini back in the bag. All the same, she couldn't help but notice the fabric was the same exact shade as the palest climbing roses. The tint of seashells on a deserted beach, or the mouth of someone you might want to kiss.

Adrian's tone suggested that the desire for something was all it took. They all live with endless possibilities, leave their homes for the sake of something new. But the dream is woven from the fabric of freedom. For desire to exist it requires the element of possibility, and that for Kai has never existed, until now...

He had always thought of civilisation as a machine, cast from rigid iron, everything riveted in its proper place. Now he saw it was a fabric gauzy as a bride's veil. A tissue everyone agrees to leave in place, but one that can be ripped away in an instant. And hell lurks just beneath.

The fabric of our complex society is woven too tightly to permit any part of it to be damaged without damaging the whole.

Without energy life would be extinguished instantaneously, and the cellular fabric would collapse.

One can be absolutely truthful and sincere even though admittedly the most outrageous liar. Fiction and invention are of the very fabric of life.

I was fascinated with jeans, because you can impress your life upon the jeans you wear. The way you sit imprints on the jeans.

I can transform my entire life. The universe is an unbroken, continuous fabric within which I can create and intend my destiny.

One day when no one else was around, I went into the craft room at the back of the ground floor. I touched Gran's collection of fabrics, the shiny bright buttons, the coloured threads. My head and shoulders melted first, followed by my hips and knees. Before long I was a puddle, soaking into the pretty cotton prints. I drenched the quilt she never finished, rusted the metal parts of her sewing machine. I was pure liquid loss...

It is pleasant to analyse feelings while they are still only feelings, and unembodied in the social fabric

Bakhtin knew that only those who had witnessed carnivalesque resistance could really understand one another, even if they were separated by centuries. And he knew all too well, as anyone who witnessed the joyful resistance movements of the early twenty-first century did, that mass laughter leaves a permanent mark on your soul, even after the resistance falls apart, changing the very fabric of all who participated in it.

I love sewing and have plenty of material witnesses.

So much fabric, so little time! Or, sew much fabric, sew little time!

Quilters know all the angles.

???? is the gods, ??????????? means they spun, ??????? is death, plague, destruction. Ruin. That's what the gods do, they spin threads of ruin through the fabric of our lives, all to make a song for generations to come.

No, the events which I am about to describe were simply too monstrous, too shocking to appear in print. They still are. It is no exaggeration to suggest that they would tear apart the entire fabric of society and, particularly at a time of war, this is something I cannot risk.

In a poem the excitement has to maintain itself. I am governed by the pull of the sentence as the pull of a fabric is governed by gravity.

We can also cut by heat - heat punch. And we also can cut by cold - extreme cold. When you cut with heat, it makes a mark. With cold, no mark. It depends on the fabric.

If you can get a cotton material like a T-shirt, you cut it up, you fold it and put elastic bands around it - this is a non-medical facial covering.

Decisions are the frequent fabric of our daily design.