Quotes About Paper

Eddies of dry wind whipped tatters of cloth and reed paper about in dancing circles.

His research led him to one overwhelming conclusion, published in a seminal paper in 1975: big cities nurture subcultures much more effectively than suburbs or small towns.

I was arrested for selling illegal-size paper.

Probably the worst thing about being Jewish during Christmas time is shopping, because the lines are so long. They should have a Jewish express line, "Look, I'm a Jew. It's not a gift. It's just paper towels!"

I read the paper pretty much every day, as well as getting news from the Internet and on TV. But I don't do social media at all; I'm a Luddite from that point of view.

Well, it was kind of an accident, because plastic is not what I meant to invent. I had just sold photograph paper to Eastman Kodak for 1 million dollars.

All I need to dois place my pen against paperand your lovewrites for me.

With dark raven paper and twinkling white ink, I wrote my heart in the night's sky.

Ti­tles are granted or in­her­ited, no­bil­ity isn't. Whatever paper we receive, be it of material or immaterial value – it will never exceed the value of your character being loved by people!

The papers say we're married, but it's the heart that writes the love story.

Later our dreams begin catching fire around the edges, they burn like paper, we wake with our hands full of ash.

Most of her contemporaries simply don't understand why she has all these paper books, or indeed all this paper. It's a hands-on craving. I can't remember anything unless I write it down or draw it. Many of our words for cognition are tactile words. We speak of handling a problem, turning it over in our minds, grasping an idea. A keyboard just doesn't do it for all of us.

It's curious how easy it is to tell a piece of paper what you don't dare say to someone's face.

Everything on that page spoke of another time: the strokes that depended on the ink pot, the words scratched on the thick paper by the tip of the nib, the rugged feel of the paper.

Accursed be those whose dreams are made of paper and ink, for theirs will be the purgatory of vanity and disappointment.

Even with the high-tech air filtration system in a modern facility, the place still smelled like archival storage: old paper, stale manila folders, cardboard, and dust. Libraries and accountants' basements all over the world smelled like this. It was the scent of information waiting to be discovered.

Proofs of the week's paper were spread out on what I grandly called my desk. This was a rickety wooden table against the side wall outside the Editor's office.

To je samo papir, ali zapravo nije. To su samo rije?i, ali zapravo nisu. Mi smo ovdje samo nakratko, a papir ?e nas sve nadživjeti; on ?e vrištati, vikati, urlati, pjevati naše misli, osje?aje, jade i sve ono što u životu ina?e prolazi neizre?eno. Ovaj ?e papir poslužiti kao glasnik njihovim najmilijima, oni ?e ga ?itati i ?uvati; rije?i iz živog uma, živog srca. Rije?i zna?e život.

I held it close to my face and smelled the ink. I have always loved the smell of ink in a new book.

I'm a very methodical writer. Before computers, I used reams of paper and stacks of index cards.

I'm entirely of the mindset that when it comes to books, they've got to be paper.

Las palabras echan a perder lo que se piensa, el papel ridiculiza lo que se piensa.

The vote being passed, altho' further observn on it was out of order, he could not refrain from rising and expressing his satisfaction and concluded by saying there is but one word, Mr. President, in the paper which I disapprove, & that is the word Congress, on which Ben Harrison rose and said there is but on word in the paper, Mr. President, of which I approve, and that is the word Congress.

I dream that I have found us both again, With spring so many strangers' lives away, And we, so free, Out walking by the sea, With someone else's paper words to say.... They took us at the gates of green return, Too lost by then to stop, and ask them why- Do children meet again? Does any trace remain, Along the superhighways of July?