Quotes About Terrible

He had hidden in a city filled with black glass. But its surfaces made poor reflections, clinging jealously to their color as if they would reveal terrible pictures if they were allowed to clear.

The nights were blinding cold and casket black and the long reach of the morning had a terrible silence to it.

Men do not turn from God so easily. Not so easily. Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot e fled nor hid from. To imagine otherwise is to imagine the unspeakable. It was never that this man ceased to believe in God. No. It was rather that he came to believe terrible things of him.

The nights were blinding cold and casket black and the long reach of the morning had a terrible silence to it. Like a dawn before battle.

Will you hide me? Hide you? Yes. The kid spat. You caint hide. Where you goin to hide at? Will he come back? I dont know. This is a terrible place to die in. Where's a good one?

Men do not turn from God so easily you see. Not so easily. Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from. To imagine otherwise is to imagine the unspeakable. It was never that this man ceased to believe in God. No. It was rather that he came to believe terrible things of Him. By

Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from. To imagine otherwise is to imagine the unspeakable. It was never that this man ceased to believe in God. No. It was rather that he came to believe terrible things of Him.

Under the hooves of the horses the alabaster sand shaped itself in whorls strangely symmetric like iron fillings in a field and these shapes flared and drew back again, resonating upon that harmonic ground and then turning to swirl away over the playa. As if the very sediment of things contained yet some residue of sentience. As if in the transit of those riders were a thing so profoundly terrible as to register even to the uttermost granulation of reality

What terrible human presumption it is to catch other living creatures and hold them captive!

The Bluebeard's terrible parting gift had been to make desire rhyme with death and fear.

What a terrible weapon love could be. Was any knife sharper?

People to whom a terrible thing has never happened trust fate, the notion that what's meant to be, will be. The rest of us know better.

A terrible hollow seemed to menace him somewhere, somehow, a void, and into this void his energy would collapse. Energyless, he felt at times he was dead, really dead.

But beneath the populace of pleasure lay the populace of work, grim, grimy, and rather terrible.

It is not a terrible thing to love the world, knowing that the world is always passing and irrecoverable, to be known only in loss. To love anything good, at any cost, is a bargain.

Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.

But Mr. Glanville was in a terrible Confusion, and silently cursed his ill Fate, to make him in Love with a Woman so ridiculous.

Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.

O to blot out this garden to forget, to find a new beauty in some terrible wind-tortured place.

But she was haunted by the terrible memory of the time they had once before dragged a man out of her flat, and out of her life. Her anxiety wouldn't permit it, she had to go out and check.

Isn't it awful how they work at terrible jobs—have you seen Sophronie's hands lately—and then waste their money?

On the ground the reaction was one of revulsion. One old lady stopped me in the Ardoyne. 'Son, I thought we couldn't sink any lower until I saw what they did to those two wee boys yesterday.' There were tears in her eyes. 'It's terrible, simply terrible.

Memory could be a terrible thing .. an instrument of torture that persists in its work long after a man has suffered his time upon the rack.

How can someone so wonderful do something so terrible?