Quotes About Lost

It turns out that what makes history come out in triumph is some dumb sheep that couldn't find its way home.

Os he estado buscando –le dijo al mago–. He estado perdido durante meses. —Toda vuestra vida lo habéis estado –le corrigió Merlín, mordiendo una zanahoria y compartiéndola con el conejo más cercano. El caballero se enfureció. —No he venido hasta aquí para ser insultado. —Quizá siempre os habéis tomado la verdad como un insulto –dijo Merlín

It was a glorious thing, to be given hope, when all had seemed lost.

so he sat smoking on the sofa with the lower trouser leg hanging empty towards the floor, lost in thought.

Soul murder, the psychiatrists call it, the sexual violation of children. Unimaginably small boys. Boys whose heads do not reach to their father's waists. Girls who are no more than infants. Boys and girls whose lives are ineradicably violated. Whose trust and innocence are lost to them forever. (208)

You were lost in the darkness of the world until you asked for light. And then God sent His Son to give it to you. Psychotherapy-3. III. 8:9-13.

For the Son of Man has come to save that which was lost. – Matthew 18:11

We had to celebrate this happy day. For your brother was dead and has come back to life! He was lost, but now he is found! – Luke 15:32 NLT

We have both lost ourselves and created something else, something that exists only as an interlacing of the two of us.

the world presents itself as tantalizing fragments of a lost whole. Caught in the foreground, he can't see the underlying background. Caught in the "myriads of forms," as the Hindus say, he can't find the Oneness that would bring him calm and stability. Living on the finite side of the prism, he can only experience light in its dazzling but fractured rainbow hues.

No, the missionary efforts of Peter, Stephen, Philip and Paul never urge lost men to do anything other than to repent of sin and bow in faith before Jesus Christ. When they debate, they draw their arguments from the Scriptures (Acts 17:2;

the transition from lost to found is never an easy one. It is never easy to be a prodigal son -- or daughter. It is never easy to say, 'I will arise and go to my father ...' (Luke 15:18, 19). This is never easy, because it is not until our situation becomes completely hopeless that we can humble ourselves to the extent of admitting that such a gross mistake was our own.

Admiral] Halsey was jubilant. Of the Princess-Saratoga strike, he wrote: 'I sincerely expected both air groups to be cut to pieces, and both carriers stricken if not lost. (I tried hard not to remember that my son Bill was aboard one of them.)

Animals fattened for your for your arena suffered less than you in dying-yours the lawlessness of something simple that has lost its law, my namesake, and the last Caligula.

had lost himself in his true home: the beautiful, and infinitely consoling, realm of thought alone.

The difference is this: You're lonely when you have something to share but no one to share it with. You're lost when you have nothing to share, no matter with whom you live. Of course, you can be both lonely and lost, but of the two, lost inflicts the greater pain.

Whenever the cause of the people is entrusted to professors, it is lost." ? Vladimir Ilich Lenin

Song of my soul, my voice is dead, Die though, unsung, as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa

Their new Master was coming home: the Master thought lost or irrecoverable. The Master who, as younger brother of the previous Master, had been sent off to the priests of Fire, to get rid of him.

Brez discipline in volje, si izgubljen kot pomorš?ak brez kompasa, ki na koncu potone z ladjo vred.

medicated myself with too much TV, too much food, and too much worry—all designed to avoid having to feel the pain that one feels at the recognition of one's lost potential.

Listening carefully to classical music, writing letters, reading the classics and walking were just some of the activities that she used to rekindle her spirit and reconnect with a part of herself she thought she had lost.

There's a word for it, she told me, in French, for when you have a lingering impression of something having passed by. Sillage. I always think of it when a firework explodes and lights up the smoke from the ones before it. That's a terrible word, I teased. It's like an excuse for holding onto the past. Well, I think it's beautiful. A word for remembering small moments destined to be lost.

So much, then, for the "mystery" of how Muslim culture was somehow lost or left behind. The notion that in the medieval era Islamic culture was advanced well beyond Europe is as much an illusion as recent ones about an "Arab Spring." The Islamic world was backward then, and so it remains.