Quotes About Searching

I frantically opened my address book and searched it for someone, anyone, who'd moved me, who'd been good in both bed and brain. No. A slew of the so-so.

We spend our time searching for security and hate it when we get it.

I just don't fit in. It seems like everyone else is sitting on the FM radio, knowing exactly what they want. Meanwhile, I'm the lost one, searching on the AM radio for something that'll never be found.

If you cant find evidence to support something you believe in, keep searching. If the facts don't fit the theory, change the facts.

a los que buscan aunque no encuentran a los que avanzan aunque se pierdan a los que viven aunque mueran

I couldn't let go of the thought that it had, in fact, been he, restless and moody Heathcliff. Day after day, he floated through all the Wal-Marts in America, searching for me in a million lonely aisles.

Despite its syntax details, Python's class system really is largely just a matter of searching for an attribute in a tree of objects, along with a special first argument for functions.

I'm a misplaced American, but don't know where I was misplaced

Are you . . . lost?" "Not really, " she told him. "We just don't know where we're going.

When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn't know.

We are closer to God when we are asking questions than when we think we have the answers.

I hate women because they always know where things are.

People of this world are deluded. They're always longing for something - always, in a word, seeking.

Looking? —Ah . . . no . . . —Then how you're gonna know when you found it?

I laugh because me been dancing with shadow in the dawn and in the night. Even in broad, bright daylight we searching for the dark.

There is a story of a man on all fours under a street lamp, searching for something. A policeman passing by asked what he was doing. "Looking for my car keys," replied the man, who appeared slightly drunk. "Did you drop them here?" inquired the officer. "No," answered the man, "I dropped them in the alley." Seeing the policeman's baffled expression, the man hastened to explain, "But the light is much better here.

In these times I don't, in a manner of speaking, know what I want; perhaps I don't want what I know and want what I don't know.

But the soul concerns me; and I am beginning to wonder whether it is wise or useful to spend so much time searching for one's own.

She watched me search for seven minutes and forty seconds, then said, "Can I ask you a question?" I never know how to answer this. Should I go with my first impulse, which is always "no" or just give in to the inevitable? I said, "Is it contract-relevant?" Big, adolescent human sigh noise. "I just want to understand something." I gave in to the inevitable. "Yes.

I wouldn't bother searching the small storage spaces until we got down to the looking-for-all-the-body-parts phase.

I hate being lost, so much so that quite often I dream of not being able to find my way. Along with two other nightmares, missing trains and planes, it happens in reality quite frequently: cruelly often when I am searching for a church or museum containing a rare work of art.

I have read somewhere that we often spend a lifetime searching for what we already have.

China doll?" Wade. He spoke softly, coaxing as if she were a timid animal in need of taming. "Where are you, girl? I've come for you." His voice got stronger then faded as he moved around their cabin. "Where are you, doll?

My heart is a gypsy - continuously searching for a home, fighting within itself, wondering whether it is weak or even right for that matter to be searching in the first place. Lonliness is what it feels like...