Quotes About Endless

It was important to my father that I go to Hebrew school three days a week for two or three hours each time. To me, it felt endless. Think about it from a kid's perspective: I would finish my normal school day, then get on a bus and go to another school. That was tough to take.

John Brown was the abolitionist to end all abolitionists. People thought he was crazy. He was like John Coltrane playing free jazz, exhausting all possibilities in his approach to harmony and improvisation.

I don't think about what I can't do or what I shouldn't be doing. I just think there are endless possibilities musically, really.

If I'm not clear with the character, I can't do anything with it. But once I get that character, the possibilities are endless. When you have such a defined character, I feel like I can actually read the phone book and make it funny.

I don't think about what I can't do or what I shouldn't be doing. I just think there are endless possibilities musically, really. And I'm very, very open to experimenting with different people and trying to find different methods of writing and making music.

For my part, if the audience wanted to see Dracula again, I would be happy to reprise the role. It is an immortal character that can appear anywhere because it lies beyond time. Possibilities are endless.

The great thing about doing a series about the Broadway community is that the possibilities are endless.

Aging bodies are fiscal black holes into which you can pour endless amounts of money.

Revenge is never what you think it's going to be. There's no pleasure and glory, and when it's done your grief remains. Once a man does the things you're talking about, he will never be the same, and he can never go back to who he was before. Worst of all, no matter how many enemies you kill, you are never satisfied. There is always one more who deserves it. When it becomes too easy to kill, it never ends.

Heaven would never be heaven without you.

Soon I will sleep. What shall I dream of, my love? I will dream of you, of course. And I will dream for a place for us to be, a sanctuary where hearts will never break again. This is my dream, my heart. Never forget that there is no end to us, as there can be no end to love. Love must last forever, or why else would there be love? Until then, I will dream.

The Ludolphian number is fixed in eternity— not a digit out of place, all characters in their proper order, an endless sentence written to the end of the world by the division of the circle's diameter into its circumference.

Love on the water, love underwater, love, love and so on.

Our ability to measure and apportion time affords an almost endless source of comfort.

There's something tiring about an endless, unknown stretch of highway.

THE BREATHING, THE ENDLESS NEWS each god is empty without us, penitent, raking our yards into windblown piles. . . . Children know this: they are the trailings of gods.

AT LAST, SIR TERRY, WE MUST WALK TOGETHER. Terry took Death's arm and followed him through the doors and on to the black dessert under the endless night. THE END.

She doesn't know geometry. Just enough to pilot a ship in and out of the folds." "Only that much?" I should have stuck to advanced finger-painting and never let Dad lure me into trying for an education. There isn't any end—the more you learn, the more you need to learn.

You're always busy, and you never do anything in particular; and when you've done it there's always something else to do, and you can do it if you like, but you much better not.

Must redefine utopia. It isn't the perfect end-product of our wishes, define it so and it deserves the scorn of those who sneer when they hear the word. No. Utopia is the process of making a better world, the name for one path history can take, a dynamic, tumultuous, agonizing process, with no end. Struggle forever. Compare it to the present course of history. If you can.

history never ends, and good is accomplished against the immense black-hole gravity of greed and fear.

My relationship with Jackson had felt fated. Whatever I had with Aric felt . . . endless.

One love fated. One love endless.

Hell is having to execute a pointless act from which nothing ever comes except the need to do it again.