Quotes About Strange

The magical, supernatural force that is with us every second is time. We can't even comprehend it. It's such an illusion, it's such a strange thing.

Isn't it strange how someone can be both human and divine at the same time? I am referring, of course, to myself.

Time's a strange fellow; more he gives than takes (and he takes all).

I don't think I've ever had a strange fan interaction. Just any time anyone is willing to come up and say hi or something like that, it's very flattering.

What she said was always strange. It had happened long ago. It seemed insignificant. And yet it was something you remembered forever. The words as well as the story. The voice as much as the words.

Caviar is strange and disgusting. That popping texture, its like Space Dust for gourmets.

This morning the world by moonlight seemed to be an immemorial acquaintance I had always meant to befriend. If there was ever a chance, it had passed. Strange to say, I feel a little that way about myself.

Fear and comfort could be the same thing. It was strange, when she thought of it. The wind always somewhere, trifling with the leaves, troubling the firelight. And that smell of damp earth and bruised grass, a lonely, yearning sort of smell that meant, Why don't you come back, you will come back, you know you will.

Fear and comfort could be the same thing. It was strange, when she thought of it. The wind always somewhere, trifling with the leaves, troubling the firelight. And that smell of damp earth and bruised grass, a lonely, yearning sort of smell that meant, Why don't you come back, you will come back, you know you will. And then the stars, and Mellie probably awake, lying there thinking about them.

Lila never knew people could be so mean. She was mean, too, because the sadness in that house was like a dream that made everything strange and wrong.

It is a strange thing, after all, to be able to return to a moment, when it can hardly be said to have any reality at all, even in its passing. A moment is such a slight thing, I mean, that its abiding is a most gracious reprieve.

There is a very strange contradiction in what we are saying and doing," said Clark Clifford in a meeting on February 9 with the president and his top military advisers. Clifford

My brother is a strange fellow, said Bernard, speaking with terrible bonhomie.

She could easily make matters more bizarre than embarrassing.

And then she began to think about Lady Glencora herself. What a strange, weird nature she was,—with her round blue eyes and wavy hair, looking sometimes like a child and sometimes almost like an old woman! And how she talked! What things she said, and what terrible forebodings she uttered of stranger things that she meant to say!

But then, strangely, suddenly, there it was: the power to attract erotic attention, a particular kind of admiration. A kind that made you feel feminine—ladylike, even.

But please remember: this is only a work of fiction. The truth, as always, will be far stranger.

Somehow, he was not in the least surprised, nor was he alarmed. On the contrary, he felt a sense of calm expectation, such as he had once known when the space medics had tested him with hallucinogenic drugs. The world around him was strange and wonderful, but there was nothing to fear.

The familiar can be as shocking as the strange—when it is in the wrong place.

But please remember: this is only a work of fiction. The truth, as always, will be far stranger. A.C.C.

His incredible untidiness, his addiction to music at strange hours, his occasional revolver practice within doors, his weird and often malodorous scientific experiments, and the atmosphere of violence and danger which hung around him made him the very worst tenant in London.

The more outré and grotesque an incident is the more carefully it deserves to be examined.

Indeed, I cannot think why the whole bed of the ocean is not one solid mass of oysters, so prolific the creatures seem. Ah, I am wandering! Strange how the brain controls the brain! What was I saying, Watson?

There are strange red depths in the soul of the most commonplace man.