Quotes About Strangeness

they just like to look strange and mysterious. When you get past all the boa feathers, every woman born in this world wants a strong man who knows her like a book, who's not only her lover but he who keepeth Israel. Stupid, isn't it?' 'She wants a father instead of a husband, then.' 'That's what it amounts to,' she said. 'The books are right on the score.

Hey, what is it with you? Why are you so spaced out? You still haven't answered me. I probably still haven't completely adapted to the world, I said after giving it some thought. I don't know, I feel like this isn't the real world. The people, the scene: they just don't seem real to me. Midori rested an elbow on the bar and looked at me. There was something like that in a Jim Morrison song, I'm pretty sure. People are strange when you're a stranger.

It was a strange feeling, like touching a void.

Whenever I wake up in a strange house I always feel as if the wrong soul got stuffed into the wrong body.

But that reality was like nothing I'd ever seen before: a reality that didn't seem to fit.

Yup, you're in a strange position, all right. You're in love with a girl who is no more, jealous of a boy who's gone forever. Even so, this emotion you're feeling is more real, and more intensely painful, than anything you've ever felt before. And there's no way out. No possibility of finding an exit. You've wandered into a labyrinth of time, and the biggest problem of all is that you have no desire at all to get out. Am I right?

I happen to like the strange ones, the driver said. People who look normal and live a normal life--they're the ones you have to watch out for.

wanted something so excellent and strange that when I showed it to my friends their bellies would start to ache with covetousness, the way mine ached a whole bunch of the time, almost every time I took a look at the world and saw how little of it belonged to me.

He always had to act in an obnoxiously idiosyncratic way.

I love fairy tales because of their haunting beauty and magical strangeness. They are set in worlds where anything can happen. Frogs can be kings, a thicket of brambles can hide a castle where a royal court has lain asleep for a hundred years, a boy can outwit a giant, and a girl can break a curse with nothing but her courage and steadfastness.

'Greek Street' is a very strange beast. I think of it as 'The Long Good Friday' meets 'Agamemnon.' A way of using those fantastically rich stories from Greek tragedy to take a look at our world and to explore some of the things I think about this world.

Pour commencer à luy oster son plus grand avantage contre nous, prenons voye toute contraire à la commune. Ostons luy l'estrangeté, pratiquons-la, accoustumons-la, n'ayant rien si souvent en la teste que la mort…

Eddie said, "What is this, a salamander convention?

Right now she is reading Virginia Woolf, all of Virginia Woolf, book by book-She is fascinated by the idea of a woman like that, a woman of such brilliance, such strangeness, such immeasurable sorrow; a woman who had genius but still filled her pocket with a stone and waded out into a river.

Ma è un fatto provato, per quanto molto strano, che anche la cosa più orribile perde parte del suo orrore quando si ripete continuamente.

Eugen Bleuler (who in 1911 coined the word 'schizophrenia') once said that in the end his patients were stranger to him than the birds in his garden. But if they're strangers to us, what are we to them? (26)

To have a family is real strange," said India thoughtfully. "All these people you wouldn't have anything to do with except that they're related to you.

In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them. Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness. Her raven boys.

This twenty-year-old boy was distinguished from childhood by strange qualities, a dreamer and an eccentric. A girl fell in love with him, and he went and sold her to a brothel.

The universe is not only queerer than we suppose; it is queerer than we can suppose

There is perhaps a kind of strange double comfort in knowing that you will almost certainly never lose your uvula but that it wouldn't matter too much anyway if you did.

Walkin' through the leaves fallin' from the trees, Feelin' like a stranger nobody sees...

People are crazy and times are strange I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range I used to care, but things have changed

What manner of man is this, or what manner of creature is it in the semblance of man?