Quotes About Map

The Templars realized that the secret lay not only in possessing the global map of the currents, but also in knowing the critical point, the Omphalos, the Umbilicus Telluris, the Navel of the World, the Source of Command.

Perhaps we are, somewhere, the deep impulse which generates semiosis, And yet we recognize ourselves only as semiosis in progress, signifying systems and communicational processes. The map of semiosis, as defined at a given stage of historical development (with the debris carried over from previous semiosis), tells us who we are and what (or how) we think.

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He offers what is no longer a map, but a strange projection of the entire globe from the point of view of the Pole, the mystic Pole, naturally, and therefore from the point of view of an ideal Pendulum suspended from an ideal keystone. This is a map specially conceived to be placed beneath a Pendulum! It's obvious, undeniable; I can't imagine why somebody hasn't already seen—

That's where I want to start.' George scratched his head. 'I don't suppose you know how they're all related?' he asked, staring down at the map Tommy Clough had sketched out for him.

The intuition of a deafened and isolated soldier often turns out to be nearer the truth than judgements delivered by staff officers as they study the map.

A story is a map of the world. A gloriously colored and wonderful map, the sort one often sees framed and hanging on the wall in a study full of plush chairs and stained-glass lamps: painstakingly lettered, researched down to the last pebble and participle, drawn with dash and flair, with cloud-goddesses in the corners and giant squid squirming up out of the sea...[T]here are more maps in the world than anyone can count. Every person draws a map that shows themselves at the center.

That's what a map is, you know. Just a memory. Just a wish to go back home - someday, somehow.

It was surprisingly hard for insiders to draw this "map" of all the financial flows that shaped the City. They could see pieces of this picture. There was excellent data about equity listings, say. But none of the people working in private sector banks or government institutions could offer an easy-to-follow idiot's guide to show how all these flows interacted.

The fever, I realized, had gone. Beneath my feet, the hardwood floor felt cool on my feet, the air gentle against my itching legs. This was just the world, after all. Big, thoroughly mapped place to sell joy or buy it, hunt company or flee it, trust yourself or your friends or your instincts, stretch the hours as much as you could, and one day vanish. ("Safety Clowns")

Death has its own treasure map with different riches than Life.

On the map of faith, you are here — always right here — because you have to be to believe.

The place you are right now God circled on a map for you.

This is a contour map where I may read With reverence your soul's geography— The heights, the depths, stark valleys of our need, The luminous peaks of love's bright ecstasy. The lines become more lovely with the years...

...Lost in your heart, lost in your eyes Lost every day, no map to follow Entire days, weeks, a blur Flickers of light, in the darkness, Only to be enveloped in shadows once more...

Star-watching: at night the stars of Alastor Cluster blaze in profusion. The atmosphere refracts their light; the sky quivers with beams, glitters, and errant flashes. The Trills go out into their gardens with jugs of wine; they name the stars and discusses localities. For the Trills, for almost anyone of Alastor, the night sky was no abstract empyrean, but rather a view across prodigious distances to known places: a vast luminous map.

Voters are scattered all over the ideological map, but there are strikingly few that thrill to the plutocratic combination of economic conservatism and social liberalism.

Where is Winesooth?" she had asked Wiktor, and he had said rather sharply: "On the map, where else?" "But where on the map? Clearly, it's not on mine." "It's got to be," he snapped, grabbing the map from her, then jabbing at it with his finger. "Right there, where it should be." "But that says Lancut," she protested, and when Wiktor looked again at the map he repeated: "It's right here, where I said.

But where you point…it's Lancut." For a long, perplexed moment Wiktor had looked at the map, then at his intended bride, and it was as if someone had lit a light in his face. "Darling, this is Winesooth." "Are you teasing me?" "No!" he said emphatically, pointing to the letters Lancut. "That's Winesooth. That's how we pronounce it." "Oh, Wiktor!

The earth's round, like an orange, but this map is like its skin, cut off in ovals, north to south, laid flat and stretched a bit at the top and bottom. A Dutchman called Mercator invented the way to do this accurately twenty years ago. It's the first accurate world map.

2011 was a year in which events rarely turned out as predicted, and when much of the world seemed shrouded in turmoil and uncertainty. It was difficult for government analysts back in Washington to know just where they were on the map, let alone where they were heading.

The intellectual takes as a starting point his self and relates the world to his own sensibilities; the scientist accepts an existing field of knowledge and seeks to map out the unexplored terrain.

From the initial design stages of 'Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice,' we had the idea of the player being able to move dynamically through a detailed, multi-layered map. We found that a 'shinobi' type character was the key to achieving this in a way that was both realistic and cool.

Borders are scratched across the hearts of men By strangers with a calm, judicial pen, And when the borders bleed we watch with dread The lines of ink across the map turn red.