Quotes About Imagined

anything to do with their lives? "You and Nick are in the middle of a custody battle," said Elisabeth. "It's really serious." Custody battle. It sounded like "custardy" battle. Alice imagined herself and Nick flinging spoonfuls of sweet yellow custard at each other, laughing and shrieking and licking it off afterward.

Nostalgia is toxic, false, and impulse based in a desire to escape the present into the imagined past.

His social life, which should have been expanding, narrowed to a circle that was no larger than his mind, an imagined world in which his friends were phantoms, his lovers mere lumps of unmoving flesh.

No injury I could imagine would justify the repulsive clamor coming from the revelers. They sounded like sheep who had been lobotomized and then beaten with heavy clubs festooned with fishhooks.

Watch! I called out. I cannot say why I yelled this except that I imagined that if I were witnessed now, I might continue to exist, even if only as a tale the boy thrilled his children with--the scoundrel who stole a ferry and rode it over the falls.

The Feminine, in my version, was fiery and substantial, taking up real space with her real expression of self and demanding to be encountered rather than imagined.

most systems end up by making imagined humility into a form of vanity, so they end up with vanity just the same.

muchos sistemas acaban convirtiendo la humildad imaginada en una forma de vanidad, de modo que acaban igualmente en vanidad.

I have been an Avengers fan since the middle 1960s. I grew up with them, and I've imagined a hundred different versions of an Avengers movie. I think I even have a script I wrote back in eighth grade, 'Avengers vs. the Mole Man.' Truly dreadful, but a work of love.

I had imagined that a man who owned a department store would be very charming and put people at ease." West grinned at that. "He can be. But the moments when he's charming and putting people at ease are when he's most dangerous. Never trust him when he's nice.

Would you say that Owen is satisfied with his career?" Burns asked. Luna shrugged. She'd met few men who were satisfied. Few women as well. Was she satisfied? She wouldn't know how to answer that question. "I think he imagined a different life. But he accepted the life he had.

Of course he wasn't listening to what I said but to all of his imagined resonances of what I said.

True love is a tiny pearl, easily imagined and easily lost.

Survivors look back and see omens, messages they missed. They remember the tree that died, the gull that splattered onto the hood of the car. They live by symbols. They read meaning into the barrage of spam on the unused computer, the delete key that stops working, the imagined abandonment in the decision to replace it.

It is hard to find California now, unsettling to wonder how much of it was merely imagined or improvised; melancholy to realize how much of anyone's memory is no true memory at all but only the traces of someone else's memory, stories handed down on the family network.

The vodka, when served, was as pungent and wonderful as I had imagined it would be, the paint thinner I needed to strip down the stained, flaking walls of my interior.

In this twilight they were more imagined than seen, but I felt surrounded by the practitioners of a sacred mediocrity, an elegant mediocrity cloistering inaccessible tortures. I don't know quite how to put it. People, men, proud of their cliches yet full of helpless poetry.

If we value human rights, they should be at the core of the project against violent extremism, and women a key part of our imagined future.

Change is terrifying for people who feel immune to it by virtue of status, divine appointment, or imagined irreplaceability.

Heroes did not always swoop in to rescue. They made questionable calls. They lived with doubts. They replayed and edited and imagined different outcomes. They killed, sometimes, to save.

Of all the ways I had imagined my death, getting beaten by my zombified mentor while trapped by a cannibalistic window handle wasn't one of them

Two quick beheadings. The Americans had never imagined anything like it. Pete was sickened and shocked and could not believe what was happening. His shock would wear off, though, as the murders became routine.

She drew the line at television. It took no effort to watch – it was infinitely more beneficial to the soul, and to the intelligence, to read or to listen – and what she imagined there was on TV appalled her.

The problem is, of course, that art typically requires an audience, which loops us right back to the problem of observing actions and losing ourselves in consideration of their imagined form.