Quotes About Falling

really can't understand how Robert ever came to fall in love with her," the Duchesse went on. "Oh, I know one must never discuss that sort of thing!" she added, with the charming philosophical pout of a sentimentalist who had no illusions left. "I know that anybody can fall in love with anybody else.

Snooki is a walking disaster, everywhere she goes she falls, everything she touches she drops, it's not her fault, she just attracts drama.

In a vacuum they both drop at the same rate.

These robots are literally inhuman, and yet I react no differently to their stumblings and topplings than I would to the pratfalls of a fellow human. I don't imagine I would laugh at the spectacle of a toaster falling out of an SUV, or a semiautomatic rifle pitching over sideways from an upright position, but there is something about these machines, their human form, with which it is possible to identify sufficiently to make their falling deeply, horribly funny.

Wen grinned and I felt a warm glow and an odd dizzy sensation. And then I remembered something my dad once wrote me about falling in love. He said the phrase was apt because falling is exactly what it can feel like, as if you've finally allowed yourself to let go of some safety bar you didn't even know you were clinging to, and suddenly you find yourself tumbling towards the exciting unknown.

I jump from a building As if I were falling asleep, The wind like a pillow Slowing me down, Slowing me down As if I were dreaming. Surrounded by air, I come to a stop, And stand like a tourist Watching the pigeons. People in offices, Wanting to save me, Open their mouths. 'Throw me a stone,' I yell, Wanting to fall. But nobody listens. They throw me a rope. And now I am walking, Taking to you, Talking to you As if I were dreaming I were alive.

I myself have started to feel the onset of something, a sadness perhaps, the dawn of a new season, and existence even. But enough of this. Tell me about yourself and what it is like where you are. Do the leaves ever stop falling? Are the shadows ever anything but long? — Mark Strand, from "Two Letters," The Continuous Life: Poems (Alfred A. Knopf, 1992)

It's a funny feeling, being suddenly airborne. Just as you realize it, it's over, and you're sinking.

I like vending machines, because snacks are better when they fall. If I buy a candy bar at the store, oftentimes I will drop it so that is achieves its maximum flavor potential.

Love is a thing, well, its kind of like quicksand: The more you are in it, the deeper you sink. And when it hits you, you've just got to fall

How come the only way to know how high you get me is to see how far I fall?

Nobody falls that way without being pushed. I know. And I know how it feels and looks, a body that falls fighting the air all the way down, grabbing onto clumps of nothing and begging once, just once, just goddamn once, Jesus, you sniveling son of a mongrel bitch, just once that air gives grip.

You're supposed to make a wish on a falling star," he murmured. "Did you?" "I most certainly did. It took two dozen, but you're finally here.

It is only that my illusion is more real to me than reality. And so do we often build our world on an error, and cry out that the universe is falling to pieces, if any one but lift a finger to replace the error by truth.

You can't blame gravity for falling in love.

Once upon a time I was falling in love but now I'm only falling apart. There's nothing I can do, a total eclipse of the heart.

The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories that it has come to be disbelieved. Few people daresay nowadays that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at eachother. Yet that is the way love begins, and only that way.

I found myself liking her at once. She was as plain as an old shoe. Queer how one can hear of people for years, dislike them on principle, and then meet them and fall for them. I fell for Maud Wainwright that day with a crash—braid, bedroom slippers, and all.

All of the heroes you see falling down were filmed trying to stand up.

painfully curious...about how it feels to fall.

That's the nice thing about dreams, the way you wake up before you fall.

On s'est embrassés, et comme elle était toute petite, elle est tombée amoureuse dans moi.

Rising amateurs always intimidate falling masters.

The harder you fall, the stronger you rise.