Quotes About Returning

I believe the book should be something you protect yourself from by returning to your life. But it has threatened your life. Not by saying something it believes is true, but by attacking it.

Samuel Prescott was] returning from a lady friend's house at the awkward hour of 1 a.m.

A life's journey is like a musical composition, born into the world from nothing, living for a time in form and structure, dancing spontaneously on the edge of chaos and order, and then finally returning. In this respect Western music tends to be more linear, Eastern music more cyclical.

Keith let his tail rise cockily, picture of a returning Prince, and trotted down the slope through cold reflected moonlight to his father's door.

May one ask at least to what darkness you are returning?… For what hell are you leaving, mysterious lady…or for what paradise?

Churchill himself would later, if privately, say that returning to gold was the worst mistake of his life, a high standard indeed.

After our successes on 'H+,' I'm thrilled to be returning to another digital endeavor with Bryan Singer, Jason Taylor, and the entire Bad Hat Harry team. We're excited to be building the foundations of our world with Rockzeline and Blackpills.

Returning to where It used to see blossoms, My mind, changed, Will stay on at Yoshino... Home now, and see anew.

If Death Is Kind Perhaps if Death is kind, and there can be returning, We will come back to earth some fragrant night, And take these lanes to find the sea, and bending Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and white. We will come down at night to these resounding beaches And the long gentle thunder of the sea, Here for a single hour in the wide starlight We shall be happy, for the dead are free.

I was serious about retiring the first time, but the first week I was home my wife had SO many chores to do I went back.

If I thought it felt good to come home to the place I loved and find that it waited for me, it was nothing compared to the feeling of returning to a God who loved me and who waited for me. That was home, true home.

Yet beauty, though injurious, hath strange power,After offense returning, to regainLove once possess'd.

A recent Pew Hispanic survey found that more than 70 percent of illegal immigrants from Mexico are interested in a guest-worker program and then returning home.

Most of American life consists of driving somewhere and then returning home, wondering why the hell you went.

Sometimes when dogs greeted a returning soldier, they'd go over the edge. They would have to take a few moments to run crazily in circles around the human, or around a room or a yard. I'd have to take a break from watching, so my brain had a chance to absorb what I was seeing: that there is such a thing as joy being bigger than the container that holds it.

It has been our intention to expand your ideas of who your gods are because those gods will be returning to Earth. That is why the planet is going through such great turmoil. As you learn to hold the frequencies coming from the creative cosmic rays, you will be prepared to meet these gods.

No," said Stragos. "You'll be returning and landing soon enough. For now, I just wanted you to see it…and I wanted to tell you a little story. I have in my service a particularly unreliable captain, who has until now done a splendid job of concealing his shortcomings." "Words cannot express how truly sorry I am to hear that," said Locke.

I haven't had the time to plan returning to the scene because I haven't left it.

Returning and being let in: Two very different things.

One night--it was on the twentieth of March, 1888--I was returning from a journey to a patient (for I had now returned to civil practice), when my way led me through Baker Street.

Returning from Germany to Italy in late summer of 1923, Fermi found his interest turning increasingly to statistical mechanics, a subject that would allow

The young patriots now returning from war in Iraq and Afghanistan and other deployments worldwide are joining the ranks of veterans to whom America owes an immense debt of gratitude.

I stood in the line for US citizens, my blue passport in hand, once again aware of the strangeness of returning to my country as the citizen of another. The customs official, a man in his thirties

Stepping out into the world, into the grass, onto the path, was always a kind of relief. I was not escaping anything. I was returning to the arena of delight.