Quotes About Searching

...and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, 'That was fine'. And your life is a long line of fine.

Do you still do the clubs?"Jake shakes his head. "You do the clubsbecause you can't find what you need at home. I've got everything I need. I've got the answer to needs I didn't even know I had.

I know when a festival comes, I'm just searching for a beautiful birthday quote for her.

she is searching for a rational analysis of who I am, which is, of course, an impossibility: there … is … no … key.

one of the truest, most honest sentences of our lives: "Wow, we don't really know.

Maybe all these desperate clashing feelings I'm feeling are just random brain activity, maybe I'm just delusional. But there are things that I miss, and things that I feel like I should be seeing and feeling every time I turn around, and I just keep turning and turning and turning, and there's nothing.

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So you who seek for deep truth, for the mystery and sacredness of life, don't give up looking just because the externals seemed to be the opposite of what they should be. Keep searching, for it is to be found. You will find that pearl of great price, in fact you will be led to it. So don't give up! One day, you will be given that which will set your heart on fire and you will become a new person, the person you were always meant to be.

Every one of us is trying to find our true home. Some of us are still searching. Our true home is inside, but it's also in our loved ones around us. When you're in a loving relationship, you and the other person can be a true home for each other.

We're all searching for a place where we feel safe and comfortable, a home where we can be truly ourselves. As we become more skilled in mindfulness and lay down the roots of fidelity, we can truly relax with our partner. All the restlessness and searching inside dissipates when we find our true home.

Many of us have spent our whole lives learning, questioning, and searching. But even on the path of enlightenment, if all we do is study, we're wasting our time and that of our teacher.

I'm just a comedian. I don't have all the answers. But I'm not just looking for them online. I'm looking around me.

I used to lose my keys a lot.

I heard during our label-searching that some labels hire statisticians instead of A&R people. They'll reach out to the bands that will statistically perform best monetarily instead of going out to shows and having an opinion on which music is good or bad.

I have so many bras. I have so many, and then they get lost, and I look for a simple nude one to wear, and I can't find one because there's, like, lace and crazy colors that I never wear.

I was adrift in a sea of questions and if answers were lifeboats, I was in imminent danger of drowning.

There was nothing out there but him. He'd been looking for a long time.

Increasingly, Sawtooth's own memories are a loud bright muddle, like opening the door on a party full of strangers. He lies awake at night, limping down the long corridors of his memory, trying to find the girl's hands, ...

There is an unease in you, too, which I sensed. You remind me of an anchor searching for a spot to latch on to.

Thus we are driven, lost souls, from camp-fire flame to camp-fire flame, know nothing of our next rest and nothing of the journey's aim

most people have a deep desire, and are searching, for peace of mind and the ability to truly love and be loved unconditionally.

What are you looking for?" Wade asks, seeing me peer under his couch. "Huh?" I turn back to him. "Oh, uh…I'm just checking out the rest of the place." I suddenly feel Eva rustle around in her bag. When I look down, she peeks out at me with sleepy eyes and then lazily glances over at Wade. When she sees the Muppets hanging on the wall behind him, she cocks her head

Now I must get up and go while they are all quiet. Where are my things? Things have a will of their own in this place and hide where they like. Daylight will strike a sudden blow on the roof startling them all up to their feet; faces will beam asking, Where are you going, What are you doing, What are you thinking, How do you feel, Why do you say such things, What do you mean?

En cherchant l'oeil de Dieu, je n'ai vu qu'un orbite Vaste, noir et sans fond...