Quotes About Searching

going?" he called without losing

I'd say we're all just ghosts on a wire seeking the prick of an electric thought.

Os he estado buscando –le dijo al mago–. He estado perdido durante meses. —Toda vuestra vida lo habéis estado –le corrigió Merlín, mordiendo una zanahoria y compartiéndola con el conejo más cercano. El caballero se enfureció. —No he venido hasta aquí para ser insultado. —Quizá siempre os habéis tomado la verdad como un insulto –dijo Merlín

You're searching... For things that don't exist; I mean beginnings. Ends and beginnings — there are no such things. There are only middles.

You're searching, Joe, for things that don't exist I mean beginnings. Ends and beginnings-there are no such things.

He was starting to feel like a truffle pig trying to do its job in a room full of incense, dead fish and strong cheese.

she somehow felt that she and Strike were pointlessly searching rockpools, while yards away the great white slid away, untouchable, into dark water.

I don't have all the answers. (...) Let me be really clear about that.

In the ages of faith a very inadequate grasp of religion would pass muster; in these searching days none but the humble and the pure could stand the test for long, unless indeed they were protected by a miracle of ignorance. The alliance of Psychology and Materialism did indeed seem, looked at from one angle, to account for everything; it needed a robust supernatural perception to understand their practical inadequacy.

In the ages of faith a very inadequate grasp of religion would pass muster; in these searching days none but the humble and pure could stand the test for long, unless indeed they were protected by the miracle of ignorance.

And so Mary at last turned her attention to Ponter's nuclear DNA. She'd thought it would be even more difficult to find a difference there, and indeed, despite much searching, she hadn't found any sequence of nucleotides that was reliably different between Neanderthals and Homo sapiens sapiens; all her primers matched strings on DNA from both kinds of humans.

the knife out and searching for the old woman in the

One keeps searching for ease, she did not say, and not finding it, till the memories of no-pain seem only like daydreams.

She, too, spoke only when the queen or king addressed her first, but she looked searchingly at every supplicant, and her clear face said that she had opinions about everything she heard, and that it was her proud duty to think out those opinions, and make them responsible and coherent.

I'm a lost soul. We do wail.

That was the first time in my life that I knew the meaning of despair. I read, I worked, I drank, I whored, but came the morning after and I was always me, by myself.

Disappointment of various places and trips. Not really comfortable anywhere. Very soon, this cry: I want to go back! (but where? since she is no longer anywhere, who was once where I could go back). I am seeking my place. Sitio.

Searching for oil was wildly unpredictable, whereas refining seemed safe and methodical by comparison.

flipped backward from the appendix and started looking

But I wanted someone who was more than just intelligent and educated. I was searching for an expert who wouldn't gloss over nuances or blithely dismiss challenges to the records of Christianity

We all dream of finding but what's wrong with looking?

Buscamos a tientas la pared, como los ciegos; andamos a tientas como si no tuviéramos ojos; tropezamos en el mediodía como si fuera de noche; nos encontramos en lugares desolados como si hubiéramos muerto. Rugimos como osos y gemimos doloridos como tórtolas…;

The sky was black and strewn with stars. I felt alone on the planet. I was so scared I could hardly breathe. I didn't know where I was headed. I didn't know what to do with my life. I strained to look into my future, trying to picture the road ahead of me, searching for a glimpse of who I would become. All I could see was the night sky and the stars above me.

back again, and looking anxiously about as it went, as if it had lost something; and she heard it muttering to itself 'The Duchess! The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh my fur and whiskers!