Quotes About Lost

Not the free individual but the lost individual; not Independence but isolation; not self-discovery but self-obsession; not the conquer but to be conquered; these are major states of mind in contemporary imaginative literature.

he seemed to have been driving for hours . . . going round and round in large or small circles, asking the way and being unable to understand the answers (when answers were vouchsafed), all the time seemingly more off-course than ever.

When a person has fallen in love with God, both his ethical commitments and aesthetical pleasures become focused and satisfying. But when the religious is lost, ethics devolves into, first, a fussy legalism, and then is swallowed up completely by the lust for personal satisfaction.

Sometimes, perhaps, we are allowed to get lost that we may find the right person to ask directions of.

You know you have found love when you can't find your way back.

A true sportsman is a hunter lost in the woods and out of ammo.

We get lost in a fog of abstractions and easily forget that man is a bloodhound sniffing out the real.

All was shattered, and all but memory lost, and one memory above all others, of him who brought the Shadow and the Breaking of the World. And him they named Dragon.

Only a few of the wounded would be here, of course. They would have been coming as they could throughout the day, leaving as and when they could. If they could. None of the dead would be here. Only a battle lost is sadder than a battle won. He seemed to remember saying that before, long ago. Perhaps he had read it.

You're on tenth base, I can't find you.

REST IS THE BEST WEAPON..BATTLES WON AND LOST ((page 209 )) JACKAL CHALLENGING BOURNE : Paris, Jason Bourne! Paris if you dare! Or shall it be a minor university in Maine. Dr,Webb? ((page 276))... JACKALS WARNING, IN PRINTED WORDS IN A BLACK BUTCHER'S PENCIL ((at an country restaurant Epernon, Paris )) The trees of Tannenbaum will burn and children will be the kindling. Sleep well Jason Bourne

for life was lived for active memories; the dormant ones lost meaning.

Heretics are wicked, but they're mighty int'resting. It's jest that they've got sorter lost looking for God, being under the impression that He's hard to find - which He ain't never.

And he says he doesn't believe all the heathen will be eternally lost. The idea! If they won't all the money we've been giving to Foreign Missions will be clean wasted, that's what!

I'm just tired of everything . . . even of the echoes. There is nothing in my life but echoes . . . echoes of lost hopes and dreams and joys. They're beautiful and mocking.

From that blighted time came the saying: when bellies speak, reason is lost. There

My main skills are talking and cooking biscuits," Augustus said. "And getting drunk on the porch. I've probably slipped a little on the biscuits in the last few days, and I've lost the porch, but I can still talk with the best of them.

Louis Wu, react. Louis answered. You've started something you can't stop. You've attacked two war fleets, three if you count the Fleet of Worlds. Political structures get old and die, Bram, but information never gets lost anymore. Storage is too good.

Un año desperdiciado es un año perdido para siempre que nunca se recupera.

The truth is, she's my worst nightmare. I mean, here's this strong, determined woman. She's tall. She's in excellent shape—or at least she was. She was a freaking marathoner. And now she seems so . . . lost, I guess.

Why are you only wearing one shoe? he asked. I lost the other. It upsets me to talk about it.

But there is the loneliness. The aloneness. How I startle awake in the dark, panicked, full of dread, floating on the night sea on a tiny raft surrounded by all that vast blackness. I see myself from above. The light from the moon guides me nowhere. I'm connected to nothing and no one, lost

My purse, like all purses, seems to have a traveling black hole in it.

We spent the rest of the afternoon searching for the lost Girl Scout troop. We found them asleep, drugged with music. They were curled around a sign that said, "No All-Female Groups Beyond This Point. Satyr Breeding Area." Satyrs have a peculiar sense of humor. I