Quotes About Meaning

Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with the shades of deeper meaning." I

I hate to lose something," then she bent her head, "even a dime, I wish I was dead. I can't explain it. No more to be said. 'Cept I hate to lose something.

You've given me reason to really live and not just exist anymore. I don't think you realize just how much you've changed me in a very short period of time.

words of a man were meaningless. But actions spoke volumes, and it was always through deeds that the true measure of a man could be ascertained.

Things are rarely as random as they appear

The gift of your trust. Nothing is more valuable than that, and you can't put a price tag on that kind of gift. I'd spend all my time catching up, because hell not it's not equal. What you'd give me far surpasses anything I could give you.

If it helps you. I forgive you. But i have learned in recent weekd that seeking forgiveness from others is meaningless unless you can forgive yourself.

What did that mean? Where could it go? He was a death diety. I was a high school senior.

Cursed? I offered, my voice croaky because of my unshed tears. It isn't cursed. John said deliberately, rearranging the chain around my neck, if you're wearing it. It's blessed.

And that whole do-able/undo-able thing? Yeah. Need I point out that neither Ruth nor I have ever done anybody in our lives?

What do you mean, "Not to worry, she's home safe with Skiboy"? What the hell is a Skiboy?

You were young," Rainey said. "Of course you expected to escape. That kind of luck can convince you you're immortal." Caitlin touched her right arm, where the tattoo read, the whole sky. Rainey didn't know about its meaning to her. It was a line from Rita Dove's poem "Dawn Revisited." The whole sky is yours to write on, blown open

Music took her somewhere, and I used to wonder where. I thought it was dumb, the way she lived for a collection of sounds, for someone else's words and notes.

When you say too much about anything important, it always ends up sounding more trivial than it is. Words trash it.

I knew I would be in the story somewhere, Eugenides interjected. Oh no, said Phresine, This was a humble servant. Ouch. Though very courageous. Not me, whispered Eugenides to his pillow.

Irene- Don't call me that. You were the princess Irene the first time we met. It means 'peace', Attolia said. What name could be more inappropriate? That I be named Helen? Eddis suggested. The hard lines in Attolia's face eased, and she smiled. Eddis was a far cry from the woman whose beauty had started a war.

I stayed only two days in the capital. I was welcomed by a cheering citizenry, who threw flowers at my head. It was disconcerting to think I could have put almost any young man in my retinue on a white horse and they would have thrown flowers at him instead. It was not me they cared about, only what I meant to them: a cessation of hostilities, a chance for prosperity, food on the table.

My goal in life is to be content. By that I don't mean fine or basically satisfied. I don't mean settling. I mean, for last of better terms, feeling like I'm in the right life.

That's because the banner behind which they march is not altruism. It is narcissism. But it took me a very long time fully to grasp this.

It isn't you,' he says, as though you're to be comforted by the irrelevant role you play in your own life.

He never told me that he loved me. Some men don't, she says. Some men say it all the time and don't mean it. I recognize myself in the latter category, not with Demetri but with one of his predecessors. I sometimes said I love you to Josh because I was afraid I didn't; toward the end, I hardly said it at all, and when I did I meant, I WISH I LOVED YOU.

Archie asked me if I knew Dante's definition of hell...Proximity without intimacy, he said.

It's all about judging, I said. I'm not sure I'm the judge type. I might be more of the criminal type. Judgement is power, he said.

Good'? my aunt said. Children are good. Dogs are good. This is theater, Jane.