Quotes About Clarity

What I'm looking for is a blessing not in disguise.

I read the prescription.  It ran: "1 lb. beefsteak, with 1 pt. bitter beer every 6 hours. 1 ten-mile walk every morning. 1 bed at 11 sharp every night. And don't stuff up your head with things you don't understand.

And don't stuff up your head with things you don't understand.

I resolved, when I began to write this book, that I would be strictly truthful in all things; and so, I will be, even if I have to employ hackneyed phrases for the purpose.

Getta via il ciarpame, amico! Che la tua barchetta sia leggera, e porti soltanto ciò di cui hai bisogno.

How much better might human communication be if words were as precious as diamonds? If each of us were allotted only 100 words per day?

once in awhile you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look it right

Make sure you visualize what you really want, not what someone else wants for you.

A baseball bat could not have hit me harder than that smile did. I was sixteen years old. In that time, how many thousands of smiles had been aimed at me? so why did this one feel like the first?

Be very, very careful not to let the facts get mixed up with the truth.

Palmer did not know what to say. He looked at Dorothy. She was staring at him. Somehow her face gave him the answer. He shook his head no.

And Palmer, he couldn't decide, or rather, he didn't want to decide. He simply wanted to enjoy: the bright spring day, the company of his friends. There was nothing he wanted to do—he simply wanted to be. But this was not something he could explain to himself, much less to the guys.

with enough rock in your system, you could hear every noise in the universe.

My head was just circling things, so I had to pull out all those squirming thoughts and nail 'em to the paper.

Claude's father was one of those guys who thought if you didn't laugh, it was because you hadn't heard the joke clearly enough.

And while his mother's lecture had gone over his seven-year-old head, Pasquale saw now what she meant--how much easier life would be if our intentions and our desires could always be aligned.

Words and emotions are simple currencies. If we inflate them, they lose their value, just like money. They begin to mean nothing.

Twenty meters away, Pasquale Tursi watched the arrival of the woman as if in a dream. Or rather, he would think later, a dream's opposite: a burst of clarity after a lifetime of sleep.

Divination of true nature. Of motivation. Of desirous hearts. I saw the whole world in a flash and I recognized it at once: We want what we want.

Words and emotions are simple currencies. If we inflate them, they lose their value, just like money. They begin to mean nothing. Use 'beautiful' to describe a sandwich and the word means nothing. Since the war, there is no more room for inflated language. Words and feelings are small now—clear and precise. Humble like dreams.

All the clichés turned out to be true: what once had seemed important no longer mattered at all.

Don't overanalyze what you see. I have a felling that you're over-thinking things. Give it some time, and the pieces of this puzzle might come together.

What is meant by 'nut bag'? Is that a testicular reference or merely the identification of a satchel of cashews or pecans?

It was suddenly heartachingly clear how much he wanted this and how easy it was to imagine it with near provocative clarity. She was not just his friend. She was more.