Quotes About Wave

Her round, mascara-streaked face looked back at him out of the rear window. He forced a grin and a wave before lighting another cigarette, and reflecting that Lucy's idea of sympathty compared unfavourably with some of the interrogation techniques they had used at Guantanamo.

A winning wave, deserving note,In the tempestuous petticoat,A careless shoestring, in whose tieI see a wild civility,Do more bewitch me than when artIs too precise in every part.

Life is both a particle and a wave, Lacey taught me, and also it's neither. But only when no one is watching. Once you measure it, it has to choose. It was the act of witnessing that turned nothing into something, collapsed possibility clouds into concrete and irrevocable truth. I'd only pretended to understand before, but I understood now: When no one was watching, I was a cloud. I was all possibilities.

In our lives, we surf the wave of chance.

A wave of grayness covered over the monastery. The breeze grew stronger, and the dance of the waters began upon the walls. Like a beaded curtain, the rain covered that open end of the porch at which they stared.

light is an electromagnetic wave.

If you can see a bandwagon, it's too late to get on.

I'm convinced these are the moments that ultimately make us or break us. Like a wave lapping against the same boulder day after day, eroding the stone, shaping the line of the shore, the ordinary minutia of our lives holds the real power, and thus all the hidden danger. The daily things we do, or don't do, without ever understanding the long-term ramification of such minor acts.

Everything in life is vibration.

Like an alchemical wave sending ripples of love to every part of our being, once we become conscious of an intelligent life force existing within us, everything changes.

But sometimes," she said with a smile, "it's eternity that miraculously breaks into time—even into dinnertime. Good-bye." She waved her hand and was gone.

Scivolò via come un'onda, solo più bella delle altre.

e se non c'era profondo mare a prendersela con sé. Sterminato giardino di morti, senza croci né confini. Scivolò via come un'onda, solo più bella delle altre

But excessive grief is like a storm at sea, where the frail bark is tossed from the depths to the top of the wave.

She had learnt to wait for the changes and the help that life brings. Life is like the sea, sometimes you are in the trough of the wave, sometimes on the crest. When you are in the trough, you wait for the crest, and always, trough or crest, a mysterious tide bears you forward to an unseen, but certain shore. In

Uncertainty was part of the appeal. That was just one problem with ministering to the youth of today?—?riding the wave of cool and contemporary youth ministry was like surfing the big ones, and with one false move, there you were with sand in your trunks.

I hope that you will wave back to me from your distant shore, and understand the signal.

This unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colorful as blue-silk stockings, and beneath a sky as blue as the irises of children's eyes. From the western half of the sky the sun was shying little golden disks at the sea--if you gazed intently enough you could see them skip from wave tip to wave tip until they joined a broad collar of golden coin that was collecting half a mile out and would eventually be a dazzling sunset.

Ahí va la pobre, a romperse en él. Lo mismo que se rompe una ola en las rocas. Un poco de espuma y adiós.

The Severing is a catastrophe: an event that does not take place 'at' a certain 'point' in linear time, but a wave that ripples out in many dimensions, and in whose wake we are caught.

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The rush of a herd of bellowing yaks at a wild gallop, waving their huge tails, is a grand sight.

If a hand, a situation, a wave were ever to raise me up and carry me to where I could command power and influence, I would destroy the circumstances that had favoured me, and I would hurl myself down into the humble, speechless, insignificant darkness. I can only breathe in the lower regions.

If this sounds unbearably paradoxical, maybe you should quit reading here, because this won't be the last time we find paradox in Buddhist practice or Buddhist teachings. Then again, there's paradoxical stuff in modern physics (an electron is both a particle and a wave), and modern physics works fine.