Quotes About Incomplete

Journalism is always the art of the incomplete. You get bits and pieces.

art is never finished, only abandoned

I am... how do the humans put it... broken?

I had forgotten that, and so many things. How could I put everything down on paper? It seemed impossible. No matter what, the majority of life would be left out of this story, this sliver of a version of the life I'd known. But I tried anyway.

Having a matrix of preferences presented as your essence, as the whole you? Maybe that was it. It was some kind of mirror, but it was incomplete, distorted.

It's one of those unpleasant opioid feverish half-sleep states, more a fugue-state than a sleep-state, less a floating than like being cast adrift on rough seas, tossed mightily in and out of this half-sleep where your mind's still working and you can ask yourself whether you're asleep even as you dream. And any dreams you do have seem ragged at the edges, gnawed on, incomplete.

The danger is especially apparent if the young person is affected by what has been termed "incomplete mourning"—has, in effect, been unable to achieve the catharsis of grief, and so carries within himself through later years an insufferable burden of which rage and guilt, and not only dammed-up sorrow, are a part, and become the potential seeds of self-destruction. In

In De Rerum Natura, Lucretius pointed out a very central truth concerning the examined life. That is, that the man of science who concerns himself solely with science, who cannot enjoy and be enriched by art, is a misshapen man. An incomplete man.

an incomplete listing of anything reveals that a selection has been made, and any act of selection is of course political.

Why publish what is worthless? Perhaps the worthy is also worthless. Besides, what is obviously worthless has always fascinated me. I have a real affection for things which are incomplete or badly finished, for things awkwardly try to take flight only to fall clumsily to the ground.

Cultural analysis is intrinsically incomplete. And, worse than that, the more deeply it goes the less complete it is.

Most men are a confusion of half-truths and vanity, of something lost and never completed.

Devotees who say that À la recherche du temps perdu reminds them of a cathedral should be asked which cathedral they mean. It reminds me of a sandcastle that the tide reached before its obsessed constructor could finish it; but he knew that would happen, or else why build it on a beach?

The maid found a handkerchief of hers, under the bed in which she had died. A ring that had been missing turned up in his own writing desk. A tradesman arrived with fabric she had ordered three weeks ago. Each day, some further evidence of a task half finished, a scheme incomplete. He found a novel, with her place marked. And this is it.

Some things remain fragments, just the lyrics and melodies or a line or two or a verse.

So che sarei insoddisfatta, incompleta, se non la imparassi.

Nobody's seen all my work. No one. No one in the world has seen all my movies. Some things just never came out... some things may still come out.

I never want projects to be finished; I have always believed in unfinished work. I got that from Schubert, you know, the 'Unfinished Symphony.'

If your love for another person doesn't include loving yourself then your love is incomplete.

I look at this life as a puzzle without all the pieces in the box.

The experiences people have in a large hotel do not constitute entire human destinies, full and completed. They are fragments merely, scraps, pieces.

Pakistan without Ajmal is like car without engine

The trouble with all this, she said to him, is that it leaves so much out.

Time matters most when decisions are irreversible. And yet many irreversible decisions must be made on the basis of incomplete information.