Quotes About Surprise

Perhaps the desire to take photographs arises from the observation that on the broadest view, from the standpoint of reason, the world is a great disappointment. In its details, however, and caught by surprise, the world always has a stunning clarity. The secret form of the Other is what has to be reconstituted, as in anamorphosis, starting with the fragments and tracing its broken lines, its lines of fracture.

There is an angel inside me whom I am constantly shocking.

One of the characteristics of the dream is that nothing surprises us in it.

Death never takes the wise man by surprise; He is always ready to go.

Knock, Knock. Who's there? Olive. Olive who? Olive...ooh. I love you, too, he said, figuring it out. You can tell me that one anytime you like. He folded her into his arms.

C: What do you get when a giant sneezes? Out of the way. - Marigold

Il était comme ces moines qui sont obligés de faire effort pour s'arracher d'où ils sont et venir où vous êtes; imiter les rires et les mots auxquels vous êtes habitués; avoir la politesse ou le mépris de ne pas trop vous surprendre.

You surpise me, because people nearly always force you to ask, don't they?

When I began a diet a week before my stroke, I never dreamed of such a dramatic result.

Quoting her mother: The trouble with a book is you never know what's in it until it's too late!

What is desire? Desire is a restaurant. Desire is watching you eat. Desire is pouring wine for you. Desire is looking at the menu and wondering what it would be like to kiss you. Desire is the surprise of your skin. Look - in between us now are the props of ordinary life - glasses, knives, cloths, Time has been here before. History has had you - and me too. My hand has brushed against yours for centuries. The props change, but not this. Not this single naked wanting you.

The trouble with a book is that you never know what's in it until it's too late.' I thought to myself, 'Too late for what?

The trouble with books is that you don't know what's in them 'till is too late

An ordinary miracle, your body changing under my hands. And yet, how to believe in the obvious surprise? Extraordinary, unlikely that you should want me.

The trouble with babies is that they are made like a safe – no way to see what's inside and no guarantee that the effort will be worth the trouble.

The spectacle of nature, by growing quite familiar to him, becomes at last equally indifferent. It is constantly the same order, constantly the same revolutions; he has not sense enough to feel surprise at the sight of the greatest wonders; and it is not in his mind we must look for that philosophy, which man must have to know how to observe once, what he has every day seen. Jean Jacques Rousseau, On the Inequality among Mankind, Ch. 1, 20.

Mrs. Murdo, walkind even more briskly to keep her spirits up, was crossing Harken Square when something fell to the pavement just in front of her with a terrific thump. How extraordinary, she thought, bending to pick it up. It was sort of a bundle. She began to untie it.

But that was what made things so exciting--nothing was ever how you expected it to be.

He found his aunt in the kitchen, and he grabbed her by the waist of her pants

The dangerous falls were the ones that happened so fast you didn't have time to react

You mean you own land worth a million dollars?" I was thunderstruck. All those years in Welch with no food, no coal, no plumbing, and Mom had been sitting on land worth a million dollars?

bought me another snow cone, and, as he gave it to me, planted a diamond ring on top. "A piece of ice that I'm hoping will make you melt," he said.

I don't know where to go, I stay planted in front of the cardboard chef. I don't need to turn around to know they are watching me through the windows: they are watching my back with surprise and disgust; they thought I was like them, that I was a man, and I deceived them. I suddenly lost the appearance of a man and they saw a crab running backwards out of this human room. Now the unmasked intruder has fled: the show goes on.

What sort of adventures?' I asked him, astonished. 'All sorts, Monsieur. Getting on the wrong train. Stopping in an unknown city. Losing your briefcase, being arrested by mistake, spending the night in prison. Monsieur, I believe the word adventure could be defined: an event out of the ordinary without being necessarily extraordinary.