Quotes About Limbo

And books that were published in much larger numbers than Selfish, Little are hard to find. And publishers who wanted to publish my last few works have them stuck in limbo while new distribution ideas and legal issues and fears are blown away.

They are afraid. They would, today, keep secret a thousand things that, yesterday, they would have told one another freely. Freedom. Where is it now? We are driving it into limbo—their kind. To limbo.

Neither Heaven nor Hell. It is simply Purgatory.

Not so much living, but a hovering without sense.

I am not in the body of life. I hover on the extremities. I float.

These were no-man's-lands, limbos of a sort, places where language did not prevail and the only protection was flight, if you could run fast enough; or submission if you couldn't.

He wasn't dead. Unless the afterlife was just a crappy room of blackness.

Perhaps Eurydice wants to remain marginal, a shade insubstantial… the mute waste in a limbo without light and without depth are a style of anima fascinations in which the absence of significance is the significance.

From limbo, you cannot say forgive me, unless you can also say you regret what you have done. I have no regrets. I have nothing to tell you, except what you know already: that love is a powerful master. For his favours do you pay tribute and toll while flesh endures, and no doubt after.

Melchett said gloomily, 'Well, we know where we are -- or rather, where we aren't!' 'Where we aren't expresses it rather better, sir.

Kenzo had become a military medic. He had survived the war with limbs and faculties intact, although even after he was repatriated from the Philippines a sort of tropical torpor seemed to linger in his mind.

I love long flights. The feeling of being completely unreachable is something I savor, and the limbolike state of being, having departed but not arrived, somehow allows me to catch up with myself, to regroup and check in.

There's another world out there just beyond the world we're in. It's just on the other side of that translucent, semitransparent surface.

It was suitably like limbo to depress the spirits of an ordinary man, let alone one with Alec's problems.

I am nowhere. You can call me the man in the middle.

It wasn't here or there that had ever been scary. It was the middle ground, that long desolate space between, that scared the hell out of me.

wandering between two worlds, one lost, the other powerless to be born.

I think now that maybe true sweetness can only happen in limbo.

What comes before and after we know not.

I was arrested on suspicion of breach of Official Secrets Act in March 2003, but they didn't charge me until November. Now, the in-between months, I was bailed and re-bailed, and my life was on standstill. I was in limbo. It was a difficult time for me and my family, because we just did not know what the future held for us.

Dorner leaned back in his chair, imagining what might have happened if he hadn't injected himself. The limbo of sleep, dark and secret— Drowning in the sea of voices. Not waking, not fighting. Letting them storm him without resisting.

I stood there feeling nowhere.

Bes had indeed put on his ugly outfit. He climbed onto the roof of the limbo and stood there, legs planted, arms akimbo, like superman-exept with only the underwear. I wasn't sure what to say except: Put some clothes on! These children are under my protection, Bes insisted. I don't know you, I said, I never met you before today. Nonsense. You expressly asked for my attention. I didn't ask for the Speedo Patrol!

the long train ride was like traveling through limbo. You weren't anywhere when you were on a train, she decided. You weren't where you had been, and you weren't yet where you were going. You were nowhere. It might be beautiful outside the window-and it was, she had sense enough to realize that-but it wasn't anywhere to her, just a scene passing by that was framed by the train window. (p160)