Quotes About Falling

A man thought he could fly, so he jumped off the top of a ten-storey building, and as he fell past the fifth floor, flapping his arms uselessly in the air, he was heard to say: So far, so good.

If people are saying that somehow their connection is going to be detrimental to their health, of course they are going to reject that idea, because that's the power of falling like that.

We have the power to bend all men to our whim, but are forever pushing ourselves further, trying to fly higher… and falling.

Love is like a shadow, one can only catch it by falling into it.

God is calling you to a passionate love relationship with Himself. The answer to religious complacency isn't working harder at a list of do's and don'ts-it's falling in love with God.

The ripest fruit first falls.

El inglés necesita de un verbo fatalista para emplear la expresión "enamorarse": to fall. O sea que el enamorado no exactamente asciende a un estado superior, sino al contrario: cae. Tropieza, se distrae, es entrampado. Cae, igual que Luzbel. Si Cristo hubiese dicho "Enamoraos los unos a los otros", ya estaríamos todos viviendo en el Infierno.

It must feel much like a typewriter key falling back into place after rising for a moment to strike the page.

It had sometimes puzzled me why falling in love should be regarded as some wondrous event, accompanied by soaring strings, when it so often ended in humiliation, despair or acts of awful cruelty.

You know how sometimes when you're drifting off to sleep you feel that jolt, like you were falling and caught yourself at the last second? It's nothing to be concerned about, it's usually just the parasite adjusting its grip.

If I lived a million lives, I would've felt a million feelings and I still would've fallen a million times for you.

With all honesty, somewhere between the hello and the dreams I saw you in I fell in love.

Living is a horizontal fall.

I wonder if any of them can tell from just looking at me that all I am is the sum total of my pain, a raw woundedness so extreme that it might be terminal. It might be terminal velocity, the speed of the sound of a girl falling down to a place from where she can't be retrieved. What if I am stuck down here for good?

Death is in the nature of the universe, Barker. Death is only the operation of a mechanism. All the universe has been running down from the moment of its creation. Did you expect a machine to care what it acted upon? Death is like sunlight or a falling star; they don't care where they fall.

Lise was lying in bed. She was falling. There

as if dropped from a great height falling

Nothing but uncertainty is certain. Circumstances come together, only to fall apart moments or months later. And then, in a flash, we must rise up and regain our footing. In the rearview mirror, I now see so clearly what escaped me then: It's not that the ground underneath me was suddenly shifting; it's that it is never still. That's part of the work of my journey—getting comfortable with life's groundlessness.

The secret shape of this book is a parachute all the lines leading to the person hanging there drifting on the wind and always falling waiting for the mists to clear

I have this fear of falling in front of large groups of people. That's why I tend not to wear heels.

I just fell in love with someone who happens to be amazing. We had a beautiful wedding and there was a lot of love.

The first few years I was competing, I'd ride so well in practice, then choke and fall in competition. Now I take a deep breath and say, 'Look at me. I'm outside. I'm doing what I love.' Still, nothing's matched the pressure I felt standing at the top of the halfpipe for the first time at the Olympics.

We fear jumping because we fear falling. We fear being broken. But still, jump we must, because it's only in jumping that we'll ever find someone to catch us.

I wanted to explain myself to myself in an understandable way. I gave shape to my fears and made excuses. I varied my velocities, watched myselves sleep. Something's not right about what I'm doing but I'm still doing it-- living in the worst parts, ruining myself. My inner life is a sheet of black glass. If I fell through the floor I would keep falling. The enormity of my desire disgusts me.