Quotes About Elusive

But the voice goes on, calling us, beckoning us, luring us to think that there might be such a thing as justice, as the world being put to rights, even though we find it so elusive. We're like moths trying to fly to the moon. We all know there's something called justice, but we can't quite get to it.

But the voice goes on, calling us, beckoning us, luring us to think that there might be such a thing as justice, as the world being put to rights, even though we find it so elusive.

Life is a grand puzzle, with pieces interlocking, pieces elusive, pieces missing. But in the end, God puts it all together and we see the full picture. (Sean Culver)~pg 210

However complex you think it is, it is more complex than that.

Happiness is a butterfly which when pursued is just out of grasp... But if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

Autour de lui il n'y avait que de l'insaisissable. de l'impalpable. ô combien impalpable !

All is visible and all elusive, all is near and can't be touched.

lives were spent in pursuit of shadowy ends that remained ever just round the corner.

To me, the truth is what actually happened. Yet it is impossible to know anything approaching the whole truth about past events. Even the people living them could not possibly understand. That truth is always out of reach.

si algo tiene la memoria ajena es que es acróbata y se le esconde al que la pierde, se le hurta al que no la tiene.

My mother will emerge with a towel on her head, Nefertiti fashion, and a good terry-cloth robe, and make herself a tall gin-and-tonic and look like a movie star for an hour. Being around her is like being on safari; there is an elusive something we are after, in difficult conditions, and we will look good in the getting there.

Bobcat?" he says. "What bobcat?

Strange people. The kind that leave the merest blur behind them, soon vanished. Hutte and I often used to talk about these traceless beings. They spring up out of nothing one fine day and return there, having sparkled a little. Beauty queens. Gigolos. Butterflies. Most of them, even when alive, had no more substance than steam which will never condense.

The man was as slippery and elusive as his gaze.

Love is such a thing. You have knowledge of what it is, but it defies careful explication." "Love is a subtle concept," I admitted. "It's elusive, like justice, but it can be defined.

Nunca estás donde te busco, y apareces cuando menos lo espero. Como el arco iris.

Es erwies sich als schwierig, Elodin zu finden. Er hatte zwar ein Büro in den Hollows, nutzte es aber offenbar nicht. Aus dem Vorlesungsverzeichnis erfuhr ich, dass er nur ein einziges Seminar gab: Unwahrscheinlichkeitsrechnung. Diese Information war jedoch nicht sonderlich hilfreich, denn laut Verzeichnis fand das Seminar "jetzt" statt, und als Ort war "überall" angegeben.

Most people who deal in words don't have much faith in them and I am no exception--especially the big ones like Happy and Love and Honest and Strong. They are too elusive and far too relative when you compare them to sharp, mean little words like Punk and Cheap and Phoney. I feel at home with these, because they're scrawny and easy to pin, but the big ones are tough and it takes either a priest or a fool to use them with any confidence.

Wetiko is elusive and mercurial, for whatever we say wetiko is, it isn't, in that it is always more, less, and other than what we are able to say it is in language.

Sometimes Anatole wonders just where the elusive point is, where you stop being sane.

She thinks about the salt point, that mysterious, elusive moment of change.

For ten years I had lived within an elusive circle defined by an unshared childhood; by the daily effort, like an extra pressure of the will, required to speak this uncannily familiar language which fit me like a second skin, without ever being mine.