Quotes About Lost

There is a spirit greater than you, always within reach of you, but he only comes to take charge when your own spirit is lost, and cries out in his own tongue, which you cannot know but only feel, and it is in feeling that you will have orders. Yet not even in feeling, for I felt nothing, only surprise that I was going forward.

I stood there feeling nowhere.

And crawling on the planet's face, some insects called the human race. Lost in time, and lost in space. And meaning.

An old man, I want only peace. The things of this world mean nothing. I know no good way to live and I can't stop getting lost in my thoughts, my ancient forests. The wind that waves the pines loosens my belt. The mountain moon lights me as I play my lute. You ask: how does a man rise or fall in this life? The fisherman's song flows deep under the river.

The question stops the man, as simple ones sometimes do. He stands lost in the universe's weeds, hunched a little from the stronger gravity of the world he visits.

But severed from yourself in the press of a crowd, you head back instinctively to the most recent landmark, hoping the lost other will hit on the same idea.

the world is failing precisely because no novel can make the contest for the world seem as compelling as the struggles between a few lost people.

No: life is mobilized on a vastly larger scale, and the world is failing precisely because no novel can make the contest for the world seem as compelling as the struggles between a few lost people.

He stands lost in the universe's weeds, hunched a little from the stronger gravity of the world he visits.

The question stops the man, as simple ones sometimes do. He stands lost in the universe's weeds, hunched a little from the stronger gravity of the world he visits. "Someday, it may hold all the plans we have.

God can most easily be lost by being thought found.

John Dominic Crossan demonstrates convincingly through art that "the West lost and the East kept the original Easter vision.

Whenever Percy stopped by to see [Annabeth], she was so lost in thought that the conversation went something like this: Percy: 'Hey, how's it going?' Annabeth: 'Uh, no thanks.' Percy: 'Okay...have you eaten anything today?' Annabeth: 'I think Leo is on duty. Ask him.' Percy: 'So, my hair is on fire.' Annabeth: 'Okay, in a while.

Since Percy'd lost his memory,his whole life was one big fillin-the-blank. He was____________________, from____________________. He felt like ____________________, and if the monsters caught him, he'd be____________________.

Hold up, Leo said. You guys lost a dragon? A Real full size dragon?

Charlie … Silena's eyes were a million miles away. See Charlie.

How did you decide when someone was irretrievably lost—when they were so evil or toxic or just plain set in their ways that you had to face the fact they were never going to change? How long could you keep trying to save them, and when did you give up and grieve for them as though they were dead?

Thats what happens to Snow in Texas, lady. It freaking MELTS!! Leo Valdez- The Lost Hero

Like some helpful person (hi, Mom) has tried to 'clean' it, and suddenly you can't find anything?

They have gone missing? No, no, no, no, no, no, no No, et cetera

Percy hated tests. Since he'd lost his memory, his whole life was one big fill-in-the-blank. He was _____, from _____. He felt like _____, and if the monsters caught him, he'd be _____.

Where's Jason?

Hermes tilted his head. "Percy, that almost sounded like sarcasm. You know very well the gods can't go around busting heads and ripping up mortal cities looking for our lost items. If we did that, New York would be destroyed every time Aphrodite lost her hairbrush, and believe me, that happens a lot. We need heroes for that sort of errand.

You dropped this, he said, totally poker-faced.