Quotes About Strangeness

Nothing is stranger to man than his own image.

This is a very odd conversation," Dappa observed. "On an arbitrary numerical scale of conversational oddness, ranging from one to ten, with ten being the oddest conversation I've ever had, and seven being the oddest conversation I have in a typical day, this rates no better than five," Daniel returned.

Lewis Carroll and J. M. Barrie were very strange men, and such is the nature of the written word that their personal strangeness shines straight through all the layers of Disneyfication like X-rays through a wall. Probably

I was in some one else's house, so I woke up early - at eight - with that crazy sleeping-at-someone-else's-house energy.

If it should seem odd that an action should be deliberately performed in order that a foretelling be vindicated, that is because it is odd.

Biliyor musun, senle ben -garip ÅŸey- ayn? yolun yolcusuyuz asl?nda. Ä°kimizin de evleri biraz büyükçe ama gene de bir bak?ma bize dar geliyor.

?udno je, ali se ne sje?am da sam se uopšte plašio, prihva?ao sam to. ?inilo mi se sasvim prirodno da svi treba da umremo. To je vjerovatno bio opšti mentalitet ratnog vremena.

Fue un día jodido en la ciudad de la bahía. (...). Hubo además cientos de sucesos singulares acaecidos a particulares: seres que se movían entre las sombras, voces y gritos que salían de las rejillas del alcantarillado, leche que se agriaba, gatos que arañaban a sus dueños, perros que aullaban, y mil personas que al despertar descubrieron que ya no les gustaba el sabor del chocolate. Fue un día jodido.

What a strange expression said the herbalist who would compare themselves to chopped liver in the first place? If you have to to choose an organ why not pick a gallbladder or a thymus gland instead? Much more interesting than a liver. Or what about chopped t-

Those whom we love are often the most alien to us.

È, o è stato, per molti aspetti, un grande uomo. Ma proprio per questo è strano. Sono solo gli uomini piccoli che sembrano normali.

I would say to her, in that mixed river language we used, 'One day, Beth, somebody will snatch your case. It isn't safe to travel about with money like that.' 'The day that happens, Mis' Salim, I will know the time has come to stay home.' It was a strange way of thinking. But she was a strange woman.

one of those men who had become curiosities to be viewed, simply because they have lived a long time, and who are strange because they formerly resembled everybody, and now resemble nobody.

Right now everything looks so strange to me, as if I don't belong here. It's me that's out of place. And the worst thing is that I feel there's somewhere I do belong, but I just can't find it.

She had imagined Jace leaping from the bed in astonishment and gasping something like "Egad!" This didn't happen-largely, she suspected, because Jace had seen much stranger things in his life, and also because nobody used the word "Egad!" anymore. His eyes widened, though.

Everyone has memories, Finn. Your prophecies are what matter. The visions that descend on you are the great gift and strangeness of the Starseer. They're unique. The people know that, the slaves and the warband, even Jormanric.It's in the way they look at you. Sometimes they fear you.

First I think, how weird is this? Sitting in the park holding hands with a complete stranger. Then I decided that there are a lot of weird things in the word, and this is not the very worst of them.

Of all the Fairy strangeness she had known, this seemed suddenly both the strangest and least strange of all. How she would have liked to be looked after like that, cared for and watched over. And yet at the same time, she understood the Whelk, and wished she could grow big enough to hold on to everyone she loved at once. To keep them safe and with her always and know their secret needs well enough to answer them.

She always gave the impression of having accidentally wandered in from a mad scientist's conference, and felt rather desperate to get back.

The Queen of a distant land fell in love with a bull. Nevermind how odd that sounds! The ancient world was as appalling place.

La realtà può permettersi ogni stranezza: la fantasia no.

He took a deep breath of air. Once again he caught a strangeness on the wind, neither pleasant nor unpleasant, neither odor nor perfume—just strange, and curiously exciting. "Superintendent, what's that smell? Casey noticed it too, the moment Sven opened the door." Armstrong hesitated. Then he smiled. "That's Hong Kong's very own, Mr. Bartlett. It's money.

The fatality rate is 100%. But then things get very weird.

Why can I do the splits? That's weird. I'm uncomfortable with myself.