Quotes About Searching

Life does not provide answers, only questions.

He went out the front door. The sun was blinding after being in the dim house. He walked back to Perry's car, feeling like a boat without a rudder, trapped in a current. He had no place to go and no idea what to do.

Sembrava sempre barcollare in una sorta di stordimento, come se avesse perso qualcosa e non riuscisse a ricordare cosa né dove cercare.

I'm also much less certain than Audrey and Ben were in their final arguments, but that's because I'm searching for the truth whereas they're just trying to win a case.

The cities, the roads, the countryside, the people I meet - they all begin to blur. I tell myself I am searching for something. But more and more, it feels like I am wandering, waiting for something to happen to me, something that will change everything, something that my whole life has been leading up to.

I tell myself I am searching for something. But more and more, it feels like I am wandering, waiting for something to happen to me, something that will change everything, something that my whole life has been leading up to...

In Caracas I sleep under a bridge. A youth hostel in Brussels. Sometimes I splurge and rent a room in a nice hotel, take long hot showers, shave, eat meals in bathrobe. I watch color TB, the eighties, the roads, the countryside, the people I meet- they all begin to blur. I tell myself I am searching for something. But more am more, it feels like I am wandering, waiting for something to happen to me, something that will change everything, something that my whole life has been leading up to.

Nothing is so hard that it can't be found by searching.

Nothing is so hard that it can't be found by searching.

a few false turns, we found ourselves looking

Who am I now among men? Or am I lost already? Am I nothing already? And I cry out and call my name to hear if it still lives.

If you are looking for something, don't go sit on the seashore and expect it to come and find you; you must search, search, search with all the stubbornness in you!

Ogen's drool pinged my cheek. This would be my last sight? Almost a relief when my lids slid shut and scenes flashed through my mind. I beheld Jack's face as he'd gazed down at me in that suspended moment of time. So perfectly, I saw him. Heard him. I am home, Evangeline. Finally found the place I'm supposed to be. With my death, would Matthew tell him to stop hunting, to stop searching?

For the first time in my adult life I feel . . . lost.

Your mathematics seem to me very like a bottle of mixed pickles the more you fish for what you want the less chance you have of getting it.

The God that humanity so keenly seeks, lives within the human biology, yet they wander hitherto searching for it.

The definition of a philosopher is a blind man in a dark room looking for a black hat, which isn't really there. And the definition of a theologian is he's somebody who finds it.

Unfortunately when I'm on my death bed I believe I'll be like most people and still looking for Jesus. And yes I've checked my sock drawer.

The problem with this generation is they are so quick to define who they are in the process of searching. It is their need for immediate acceptance that keeps them from exploring further.

If you were a star you'd be the one I'm searching for

I'm a lost soul. We do wail.

People are like almanacs, Bonnie - you never can find the information you're looking for, but the casual reading is well worth the trouble.

I was also searching for a house in which I could live and work and make a world at my own pace, but even in my imagination this home was blurred, undefined, not real, or not realistic, or lacked realism.

I wanted my whole life so far to slip away with the rolling waves, to begin a different kind of life. But I didn't know what that meant or how to get to it