Quotes About Strange

si buscamos efectos extraños y combinaciones extraordinarias, debemos fijarnos en la vida misma, que siempre es mucho más sorprendente que cualquier esfuerzo de la imaginación.

And so it was that I found myself that foggy November evening pursuing the Camberwell tram with my heart glowing within me, and with the eager determination that not another day should elapse before I should find some deed which was worthy of my lady. But who—who in all this wide world could ever have imagined the incredible shape which that deed was to take, or the strange steps by which I was led to the doing of it? And

Ah, I am wandering! Strange how the brain controls the brain! What was I saying, Watson?

Si queremos encontrar efectos extraños y combinaciones extraordinarias, debemos buscarlos en la vida misma, que siempre es más atrevida que cualquier ezfuerzo de la imaginación

My dear fellow," said Sherlock Holmes, as we sat on either side of the fire in his lodgings at Baker Street, "life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent.

the more a man belongs to posterity, in other words, to humanity in general, the more of an alien he is to his contemporaries; since his work is not meant for them as such, but only for them in so far as they form part of mankind at large; there is none of that familiar local color about his productions which would appeal to them; and so what he does, fails of recognition because it is strange.

Quanto mais alguém pertence à posteridade, isto é, à humanidade em geral e como um todo, tanto mais estranho será à sua própria época.

All of this was odd, to say the least.

Medicine is, I have found, a strange and in many ways disturbing business.

For strange effects and extraordinary combinations we must go to life itself, which is always far more daring than any effort of the imagination.

She thought that they had not greeted each other and that it was right. This was not a reunion, but just one moment out of something that had never been interrupted. She thought how strange it would be if she ever said "Hello" to him; one did not greet oneself each morning.

the other hand neither was he a man, nor any sapient proteinoid of the glutinous-albuminous variety. The head was round and plump, with red cheeks, but for eyes it had two penny whistles, and for ears it had thuribles, which gave off a thick cloud of incense. He was dressed

It's strange to describe reading a book as a really great experience, but that's kind of how it felt.

So I started shoveling Bob's driveway, which is a strange thing to do at a New Years Eve Party

These happenings had occupied an incredibly short time, yet the youth felt that in them he had been made aged. New eyes were given to him. And the most startling thing was to learn suddenly that he was very insignificant. The officer spoke of the regiment as if he referred to a broom. Some part of the woods needed sweeping, perhaps, and he merely indicated a broom in a tone properly indifferent to its fate. It was war, no doubt, but it appeared strange.

I am someone who has spent his adult life on the periphery of literature in the way that a small animal will remain just beyond the glow of the campfire, observing the strange doings of the human creatures settling in for the night.

But real science can be far stranger than science fiction, and much more satisfying.

It is said that fact is sometimes stranger than fiction, and nowhere is that more true than in the case of black holes. Black holes are stranger than anything dreamed up by science-fiction writers, but they are firmly matters of science fact.

Weird love's better than no love at all.

Beyond the reach of human rage A drop of hell, a touch of strange ...

Sometimes, the embers are better then the campfire. It's strange, but it's true.

Love among the ruins... I'll tell you something, my friend: Weird love's better than no love at all.

That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons, even death may die. — H. P. Lovecraft

Later, with strange galaxies turning in slow gavotte overhead, neither thought the act of love had ever been so sweet, so full