Quotes About Walls

Okay, kids,' Dad said, 'the civilians are revolting. We better skedaddle.

The rig work can be rewarding to pull off, a really good rig in a set of wires where you're throwing yourself up walls and doing moves mid-air. That's just fun.

This is sane. It is normal to feel judged by magic walls. I am a perfectly sane queen with a well-functioning brain and everything is fine.

Love is much like a dam: If you allow a tiny crack to form through which only a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force and current. For when those walls come down, then love takes over, and it no longer matters what is possible or impossible; it doesn't even matter whether we can keep the loved one at our side. To love is to lose control.

Being caught by the lord of speech may start with just a reasonable conviction about what we feel to be true. However, if we find ourselves becoming righteously indignant, that's a sure sign we've gone too far and that our ability to effect change will be hindered. Beliefs and ideals have become just another way to put up walls.

Beliefs and ideals have become just another way to put up walls.

With the pride of the artist you must blow against the walls of every power that exists the small trumpet of your defiance.

En de hele tijd streelde ik alle muren van mijn hoofd, met tranen in mijn ogen van vreugde, melancholie zelfs. Ik was verzot op de oppervlakten, de vele kamers - de oude en de lege kamers.

It was blood. Blood that looked as if it had just been spilled. As I watched, it started pouring down the cavern's walls.

Jean-François Revel (1924–2006) was the man who defined the Communist world as the first society in history condemned to live behind walls in order to stop people getting out.

This visit has compacted the court's quarrels and intrigues, trapped them in the small space within the town's walls. The travelers have become as intimate with each other as cards in a pack: contiguous, but their paper eyes blind.

It's supposed to be very beautiful, the Citadel,' Oak says. 'It is beautiful, Wren?' When the light went through the ice of the castle, it made rainbows that danced along its cold halls. You could almost see through the walls, as though the whole place was one large, cloudy window. When I was brought to it for the first time, I thought it was like living inside a sparkling diamond. 'It's not,' I say. 'It's an ugly place.

They have long grown accustomed to the hum of passion at work in the walls, the bees crawling over swollen combs to cram every inch with cells, till the sheer weight of honey unconsumed shows with the ceiling's fall.

The castle loomed ahead as I crested the rise of a dune. Even with the sun shining upon it, the stone walls were dark and begged me to ask what sinister secrets lay hidden in the shadows.

the floor and cubbyholes for mail against the wall. Upstairs the rooms were airy, with high ceilings and walls

And when they reached St. Albans, there would be that wretched couple, kissing under the Abbey walls. Then these folks would go and be pirates until the marriage was over.

People are lonely because they build walls instead of bridges.

its four walls were covered with neatly executed drawings of vast cobwebs with insect and butterfly prey in them being fed upon by spiders. It was a pictorial scene from a nightmare.

I think there is nothing more completely beautiful and more beautifully complete than walls lined with well-arranged books.

Time is a dream ... a destroying dream; It lays great cities in dust, it fills the seas; It covers the face of beauty, and tumbles walls.

Charlotte misses her books. Her familiar walls, lined with language.

sniffing the musty air and peering up at the blotchy continents of mildew, the parchment-colored walls rising to the long ridge above

They were the sort of walls that hoarded winter and emanated its chill throughout summer.

and coming from the walls all around was a slight humming sound, almost too low to hear, the sort of sound you had to get used to or go mad.