Quotes About Meaning

Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There's nothing magical in them at all. Magic is only what books mean, what books say. How they stitch the patterns of the universe together into one garment for us.

Qué miras papá? —Estoy buscando lógica terrestre, sentido común, gobierno honesto, paz y responsabilidad. —¿Todas esas cosas están allá arriba? —No. No las he encontrado. Ya no están ahí. Y nunca volverán a estarlo. Quizá nunca lo estuvieron.

La gente no habla de nada. Citan automóviles, ropas, piscinas, y dicen ¡qué bien! Pero siempre repiten lo mismo, y nadie dice nada diferente. [...] ¿Ha estado en los museos? Todo es abstracto. Mi tío dice que antes era distinto, Hace mucho tiempo los cuadros decían cosas, y hasta representaban gente

Cómo? ¿Cómo se hizo todo esto? ¿Y por qué? ¿Con qué propósito? ¿Por la mera bondad de alguna intervención divina? ¿Entonces Dios se preocupa realmente por sus criaturas? ¿Cómo y por qué y para qué?

I don't talk about things, sir,' said Faber. 'I talk about the meaning of things. I sit here and know I'm alive.

Now, look, since when did you think being good meant being happy?" "Since always." "Since now learn otherwise.

Ne govorim o stvarima, gospodine. Govorim o zna?enju stvari." ? Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

No les des ninguna materia delicada como filosofía o sociología para que empiecen a atar cabos. Por ese camino se llega a la melancolía.

There's a relationship between the great poems of the world and the great screenplays: they both deal in compact images.

I don't talk things, sir," said Faber. "I talk the meaning of things. I sit here and know I'm alive.

If there is no feeling, there cannot be great art.

Only recently, glancing at the novel, I realized that Montag is named after a paper manufacturing company. And Faber, of course, is a maker of pencils! What a sly thing my subconscious was, to name them thus.

È felice lei? domandò. Sono cosa? gridò Montag

Sólo quiero alguien que oiga lo que tengo que decir. Y quizás si hablo lo suficiente, diga algo con sentido.

And when a man talks from his heart, in his moment of truth, he speaks poetry.

Words are like leaves and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found

If someone tells you what a story is about, they are probably right. If they tell you that that is all the story is about, they are very definitely wrong.

But what do you talk about?" She laughed at this. "Good night!

She didn't want to know how a thing was done, but why. That can be embarrassing. You ask Why to a lot of things and you wind up very unhappy indeed, if you keep at it. The poor girl's better off dead.

Hers was simply not a pew shaped spine.

Words are like leaves and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.' Alexander Pope.

Quando morì, io mi accorsi ad un tratto che non piangevo per lui, ma per tutte le cose che aveva fatto.

The words become poetry that no one minds, because no one has thought to call it that. Time is there. Love is there. Story is there.

Tiene que haber algo en los libros, cosas que no podemos imaginar para hacer a una mujer permanecer en una casa que arde. Ahí tiene que haber algo. Uno no se sacrifica por nada.