Quotes About Strangeness

By the transport of books, that which is most foreign becomes one's familiar walks and avenues; while that which is most familiar is removed to delightful strangeness; and unmoving, one travels infinite causeways; immobile and thus unfettered. There

By the transport of books, that which is most foreign becomes one's familiar walks and avenues; while that which is most familiar is removed to delightful strangeness; and unmoving, one travels infinite causeways; immobile and thus unfettered.

The air had a stinging weight like ocean waves. I felt myself a stranger to the world.

Think of what it was they were applauding," he said at last. "My message today was a message of death for our young men. How strange it seems to applaud that.

In a school community, someone who reads a book for some secretive purpose, other than discussing it, is strange. What was she reading for?

Desde entonces no volví a ser tan cariñoso con papá, y él sentía lo mismo hacia mí. Aquello no me gustaba nada. A veces deseaba que pudiéramos ser amigos como antes, pero había algo extraño que ninguno de los dos podíamos cambiar.

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It's very odd to observe someone else taking your identity into their own hands and getting it all wrong. I don't think most people will ever get to experience how truly weird it is.

The paintings each take several months to do and it's quite a cathartic and intense experience that's very pleasurable, but also very strange.

Life is strange and unpredictable, you never know what happens next. So live to the fullest and you would know what life has to offer.

She says that there is strangeness among the gods, that they are fighting with each other, taking sides in the war. She fears that the gods have promised me fame, but not how much.

The strangeness began as a prickling of my skin. First the quail went silent, then the dove. The leaves stilled, and the breeze died, and no animals moved in the brush. There was a quality to the silence like a held breath. Like the rabbit beneath the hawk's shadow. I could feel my pulse striking my skin.

psychoanalysis gets interesting when it shifts the focus from making us more intelligible to ourselves to helping us become more curious about how strange we really are. And so, I would argue, does art.

She had the strange and unaccustomed sensation of having been observed and, perhaps, understood. How odd it was that the person who seemed to comprehend her, to see into her very soul, should be a man who had glimpsed her only once.

Well, that shoots the morning." As I heard myself saying these familiar words, I was struck by their strangeness. Why would an act of charity shoot my morning? Isn't growing in love what life is all about? Yes, but the purpose of life often gets in the way of my agenda!

It is always important to realize that people attack what is unfamiliar to them.

The beauty of being human is the capacity and desire for intimacy. Yet we know that even those who are most intimate remain strange to us. Like children, we often "make strange" with each other.

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But I do feel strange-almost unearthly. I'll never get used to being alive. It's a mystery. Always startled to find I've survived.

Strange things happened to them . . . some bitterly cruel and some so beautiful that faith is refired forever.

How sad, how strange, we make companions out of air and hurt them, so they will defy us, completing creation.

You see, the strangeness of my case is that now I no longer fear the invisible, I'm terrified by reality.

Sometimes I'm being annoying to you because I like you. Call me weird.

We are all weird. And life is weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we call it love.