Quotes About Impossibility

But it is a miracle that a dead man should come to life; because that has never been observed in any age or country.

A man that'd expict to thrain lobsters to fly in a year is called a loonytic; but a man that thinks men can be tur-rned into angels by an iliction is called a rayformer an' remains at large.

Ha muerto el Hijo de Dios: es absolutamente creíble, porque es absurdo; y también ha resucitado de la tumba: es cierto, porque es imposible.

It is certain because it is impossible

Certum est, quia impossible est.

blind man in a dark room looking for a black cat that isn't there.

There is some limit to finding, always, new things. It's rather impossible.

I have no doubt that LeBron James would've loved to have played against Michael Jordan, but that simply is not going to happen.

In other words, it is impossible: we cannot function properly, and the evening ends in confusion and awkwardness, and very early.

He spoke of human solitude, about the intrinsic loneliness of a sophisticated mind, one that is capable of reason and poetry but which grasps at straws when it comes to understanding another, a mind aware of the impossibility of absolute understanding. The difficulty of having a mind that understands that it will always be misunderstood.

Now that I am calmer I see the absolute impossibility of going on leading a life which was killing her & driving me nearly mad. For to keep up your spirits & a laughing face while ruin is staring you in the eyes & misery is tearing your heart to pieces is a struggle which is fruitless . . . My last years have been a living hell to me.

But it goes without saying that Michael Jordan could never date Pamela Anderson. That would cause the apocalypse.

The very existence of concepts such as justice, democracy and hospitality enables the promise of something beyond all conceived present possibilities: the only impossibility is the determination in advance that certain events would be impossible.

My own conscious ideal has been to delude the reader into accepting an impossibility, or series of impossibilities, by means of a sort of verbal black magic, in the achievement of which I make use of prose-rhythm, metaphor, simile, tone-color, counter-point, and other stylistic resources, like a sort of incantation.

The whole procedure of his thinking, Jason knew, was an imbecilic exercise; there was no compelling reason for him to seek an answer. And yet his mind bored on and on and he could not stop it, hanging with desperation to an impossibility to which it never should have paid attention.

What do you expect me to do, leap across space and brain them with the jawbone of an ass? Or maybe they'll go away if I throw ricks at them?

and even at Christmas, there is nothing to be gained by wishing for what one can't possibly have.

Death was defiance. Death was an attempt to communicate; people feeling the impossibility of reaching the center which, mystically, evaded them; closeness drew apart; rapture faded, one was alone. There was an embrace in death.

Death is defiance. Death was an attempt to communicate; people feeling the impossibility of reaching the centre which, mystically, evaded them; closeness drew apart; rapture faded, one was alone. There was an embrace in death.

La muerte era desafío. La muerte era -por parte de personas que sentían la imposibilidad de alcanzar el centro que, místicamente, se les escapaba, que vivían una proximidad convertida en lejanía, un éxtasis desvirtuado, que se quedaban solas- un intento de comunicar. Había un abrazo en la muerte.

Death was defiance. Death was an attempt to communicate; people feeling the impossiblity of reaching the centre which, mystically, evaded them; closeness drew apart; rapture faded; one was alone. There was an embrace in death.

So it went on, that obsession and that despair and that nightmarish impossibility to swindle destiny, until a certain first of April, of all dates.

The pretty nurse had just injected her with something that totally rocked, and if she wanted to think about boinking a bronzed, tattooed, impossibly handsome doctor who was so far out of her league she need a telescope to see him, then screw it. Screw him. Over and over.

Y cómo se supone que voy a Berlín? ¿Saco las alas y voy volando?