Quotes About Lost

La voce di Jake si perdeva come il suono di un kazoo nella galleria del vento.

This is not a small thing. You may not realize this, but the majority of the tacit knowledge that builds civilizations, the stuff that maybe isn't sexy but is foundational knowledge, has actually been lost. Why? Because no one wrote it down. They just passed it on by word of mouth.

The problem for us was to move forward to a decisive victory, or our cause was lost.

Then we are living in a place abandoned by God, I said, disheartened. Have you found any places where God would have felt at home? William asked me, looking down from his great height.

Nothing more closely resembles a monastery (lost in the countryside, walled, flanked by alien, barbarian hordes, inhabited by monks who have nothing to do with the world and devote themselves to their private researches) than an American university campus.

Having reached the end of my poor sinner's life, my hair now white, I grow old as the world does, waiting to be lost in the bottomless pit of silent and deserted divinity, sharing in the light of angelic intelligences;

The young no longer want to study anything, learning is in decline, the whole world walks on its head, blind men lead others equally blind and cause them to plunge into the abyss, birds leave the nest before they can fly, the jackass plays the lyre, oxen dance. Mary no longer loves the contemplative life and Martha no longer loves the active life, Leah is sterile, Rachel has a carnal eye, Cato visits brothels. Everything is diverted from its proper course.

P?i, unde s? m? g?siÈ›i? Fac parte dintr-o generaÈ›ie pierdut? È™i m? reg?sesc numai când asist, în tov?r??ia altora, la singur?tatea semenilor mei.

Pero cuando Diotallevi y yo pensamos en construir un ars oblivionalis no pudimos descubrir las reglas del olvido. Es inútil: podemos ir en busca del tiempo perdido siguiendo exiguas huellas en el bosque, como Pulgarcito, pero somos incapaces de extraviar deliberadamente el tiempo reencontrado.

I belong to a lost generation and am comfortable only in the company of others who are lost and lonely.

Many of them couldn't fathom how Germany could have lost this war against the world, and they kept speculating about conspiracies and malicious forces that had brought about the shame of their defeat.

Once you lose touch, it's easy for it to stay lost.

Estás perdido Altazor Solo en medio del universo Solo como una nota que florece en las alturas del vacío No hay bien no hay mal ni verdad ni orden ni belleza ¿En dónde estás Altazor?

Sin miedo al enigma de ti mismo Acaso encuentres una luz sin noche Perdida en las grietas de los precipicios»

Souls which have fallen to the bottom of all possible misfortune, unhappy men lost in the lowest of those limbos at which no one any longer looks, the reproved of the law, feel the whole weight of this human society, so formidable for him who is without, so frightful for him who is beneath, resting upon their heads.

I was always a little girl, lost in Oz, looking for a way to believe that there was no place like home Ã¢â'¬Â¦

When you grow up as I have, a lost girl without any real past, you latch on to the people who seem to love you. At least that's what I did. It started early, my holding on too tightly and needing too much. I always craved love. The unconditional, even unearned kind. I needed someone to say it to me. Not to sound poor me, but my mother never said it.

A kiss?" She repeated it to stall for time. This was the sort of thing that she'd taken for granted before the war. Men desired her; they always had. She wanted that back, wanted to flirt with Henri and be flirted with, and yet the very idea of it felt sad and a little lost, as if perhaps kisses didn't mean much anymore and flirtation even less.

Have we? Have we lost our light, or have we perhaps just glimpsed it for the first time?

People who have lost themselves in the dark woods of ordinary life, who have been betrayed by loved ones and forgotten how to be led by dreams.

Now she knew there were a hundred ways to be lost and even more ways to be found

She felt lost within his arms and found, broken apart, and remade.

But considering the way so many records were lost or destroyed in the war, it shouldn't be difficult to plant a few pieux mensonges, white lies.

Look on the bright side, suicide Lost eyesight I'm on your side Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing Lack of iron and/or sleeping Protector of the kennel Ecto-plasma, Ecto-skeletal Obituary birthday Your scent is still here in my place of recovery!" ~