Quotes About Strangeness

He didn't seem conventionally insane in any way that I could understand. But there was no way of comprehending him. In some eerie and fundamental way, he didn't appear to belong to our world. But that didn't seem the same as being mad.

Every step stranger. The bones of buildings had torn through their stone skin and lay exposed. Collapsed walls buried the cobblestones. Shattered glass dusted the scene with razor-edged glitter. The dust clouds were lit brighter by a dozen fires burning out of sight.

Anything that might occur in 'story-time' could ultimately not be stranger than the utter oddity of the 'real-world.

The sidewalks swarmed with people, the night was full of the noises of the living. They struck Miss Clarvoe's ears strangely, like sounds from another planet.

Lucy's Rules for Living 1. Life is strange and messy and you are strange and messy. Strange and messy is beautiful. 2. We all stand on a precipice. Choose. 3. You'll always find your way home. 4. There are no rules. And if you think there are any, break them.

I'm a nut, but not just a nut.

We don't have a good vocabulary for these experiences. They come in variations and degrees, from a slight apprehension of the strangeness of being to the ravishing dissolution of boundaries called enlightenment. A mystical experience, a peak experience, a blurring or merge between self and other, a liberation from the limits of space and time.

You're the strangest person I ever met, she said & I said you too & we decided we'd know each other a long time.

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

I do get funny people sometimes coming up to me in supermarkets in America with my picture in their pocket, which is a bit strange.

It's a funny old world.

BLARGLE SLORG NOTH HARGHLE FTHAGN! You know. The usual.

History unfolds itself by strange and unpredictable paths. We have little control over the future; and none at all over the past.

To be weird! That is my goal!

It could be one more weird anomaly in this unending cycle of what the fuck.

thought, for all her lightness, she was studying me. Not subtly. She was never a subtle woman; but with the semi-direct frankness with which children survey strange people.

I have never been normal about my body. It has always seemed to me a strange and foreign entity. I don't know that there was ever a time when I was not conscious of it. As far back as I can think, I was aware of my own corporeality, my physical imposition on space.

The many-worlds theory basically maintains that the reason quantum mechanics seems so strange is because we have access to only one of an infinite number of worlds. From our narrow perspective, the output of certain measurements (like that of the double-slit experiment) seems random and probabilistic, but that is an artifact of the fact that, literally, we don't have the full picture.

And yet, when everything is alien the alien becomes familiar.

We are all so weird that, really, none of us are. There are seven billion versions of strange on this freak wonder of a planet. We are all part of that. All freaks. All wonderful.

I know my own face too well to actually see it. Familiarity could make you a stranger to

By her anguish; she made the sacrifice, full of strangeness, of her certainty that she existed, in order to give a sense to this nothingness of love which she had become. and thus, deep within her, already sealed, already dead, the most profound passion came to be.

If anyone considers this strange, or even unlikely, I can only say that the truth is something very strange, and we convince ourselves that it does not exist because we are ashamed of it, as we are of a leprous child, although in this manner the truth is not rendered less alive or less truthful. We usually beautify our thoughts and hide the vipers that slither within us. If we hide them, do they not exist?

But maybe in life, she thought later, there are not only moments of strangeness but moments of knowledge, which don't appear at the time as knowledge at all