Quotes About Searching

Trying to find Delacroix here based on Schnapp's description would be like searching a beehive for a male with a striped belly.

But I also think I have never seen it in a book—the thing I needed to read, just then, and this feeling makes me agitated and restless: it makes me want to write the book where someone could find the thing I needed to read in the last seven or eight years.

Abundance has brought beautiful things to our lives, but that bevy of material goods has not necessarily made us much happier. The paradox of prosperity is that while living standards have risen steadily decade after decade, personal, family, and life satisfaction haven't budged. That's why more people—liberated by prosperity but not fulfilled by it—are resolving the paradox by searching for meaning.

I don't think the Barbara Vines are mysteries in any sense. The Barbara Vine is much more slowly paced. It is a much more in-depth, searching sort of book; it doesn't necessarily have a murder in it.

We may pass violets looking for roses. We may pass contentment looking for victory.

Since when do rabbits have eggs?' Ruth persisted, looking at the bewildered villagers. 'Never thought of that, eh? Where did it get them? Presumably from chocolate chickens. The bunny must have stolen the eggs from candy chickens who're searching for their babies. Frantic.

My heart is tuned to sorrow, and the strings Vibrate most readily to minor chords, Searching and sad; my mind is stuffed with words Which voice the passion and the ache of things: Illusions beating with their baffled wings Against the walls of circumstance.

You know, Michael, I used to sit around looking for a way to make sense of what happened, like there was some kind of answer I could find if I just looked hard enough. Then one day I realized that if there had been one, Dave would still be here. And I wondered if this...this feeling that I couldn't figure it all out...was what Dave had been feeling, too.

And if you don't find what you're looking for? At Roy's question Addie looked up. Then all I've lost is time.

People move too fast and talk too much, and before you know it, they come back to a place they don't want to be - except now they know there's nowhere left to run.

My life is moving forward in a weird empty narrative, missing one key character, whose current life is a continuous loop.

I'm still trying to figure things out too. All I know is a couple of very unimportant things.

This, I told myself, this is the way I shall be condemned to pass my days, turning over words, stray lines, fragments of memory, to see what might be lurking underneath them, as if they were so many flat stones, while I steadily faded.

What's the bleedin' point?

I don't know what I want in life. I don't know what I want right now. all I know is that I'm hurting so much inside, and it's eating me, and one day, there won't be any of me left.

It's not that people always enjoy being single or alone, it's just hard to find someone worth being with....

I've been searching for some love and affection, but there's nobody giving me that kind of attention...i'm all alone.

His guilt swelled up, churning like a paddle wheel in his stomach. He wanted desperately to flee. How do you escape something that comes from inside? The revenant, he knew, searched for him.

The future belongs to neither the conduit or content players, but those who control the filtering, searching and sense-making tools we will rely on to navigate through the expanses of cyberspace.

When people are struggling, thats a painful place to be in, to not know who you are and where you belong and what you desire.

Yes, our eyes may perceive, yet they do not observe; they may believe, yet they do not question; they may receive yet they do not search: they are emptied of desire, with neither hunger nor passion.

In my dreams of this city I am always lost.

I think it should be evident by now, but I'm as lost as anyone.

It's a kind of limbo, knowing what you want but not being quite sure how to go about doing it.