Quotes About Maps

the maps are a very effective tool because it uses both hemispheres of the brain thanks to colors and keywords.

Of course some of us had some geography in school and had studied maps, but a school map is a terribly uncommunicative thing.

the bus timetable sites are all run by an inbred cabal of malicious gnomes. Who don't speak English. And who don't count very well either. Or tell time. And they certainly can't read maps.

Dreams are where we will meet again. In love, in yearning, in fear. Dreams, like countries, are ideas: all reality gestates first inside a dream. Dreams are information for those who read their tea leaves come morning. They are tiny little maps of souls. Of every secret, we push aside while we are awake.....Dreams know you better than you know yourself.

I STARTED MAKING MAPS WHEN I WAS SMALL SHOWING PLACE, RESOURCES, WHERE THE ENEMY AND WHERE LOVE LAY. I DID NOT KNOW TIME ADDS TO LAND. EVENTS DRIFT CONTINUALLY DOWN, EFFACING LANDMARKS, RAISING THE LEVEL, LIKE SNOW.

Identifying imperial fields of force is a multiplex exercise: it entails seizing on the comparisons—of visions and practices—imperial architects and agents themselves performed, locating their temporal and spatial coordinates, and only then recharting the shadowed zones of governance—smudged and effaced, rendered illegibly blurred—on imperial maps.

He loved three things in this life: Vespers, white peacocks, And old maps of America, Didn't love children crying, Raspberries with tea, Or feminine hysteria ...And I was his wife.

Three things in this world he loved: Evensong, white peacocks And worn maps of America. He didn't like crying children, Tea with raspberry jam Or hysterical women. And I was his wife.

Il suivait l'avance des armées sur une carte accrochée dans la cuisine, découvrait les journaux polissons et allait au cinéma à Y... Tout le monde lisait à haute voix le texte sous l'image, beaucoup n'avaient pas le temps d'arriver au bout.

If geography is prose, maps are iconography.

The European powers independently decided that they did not want that profitless piece of territory; that the one thing less desirable than seeing a neighbor established there, was the trouble of taking it themselves. Accordingly, by general consent, it was ruled off the maps and its immunity guaranteed. As there was no form of government common to the peoples thus segregated, nor tie of language, history, habit or belief, they were called a Republic.

We were in an entirely other field by this time and in the company of white-coloured brown-coloured cows. They watched us quietly as we made a path between them and changed their attitudes slowly as if to show us all of the maps on their fat sides. They gave us to understand that they knew us personally and thought a lot of our families and I lifted my hat to the last of them as I passed her as a sign of my appreciation.

It is natural that I should not imagine this. If we could accurately map heaven some of our up-&-coming scientists would begin drawing blueprints for its improvement, and the bourgeois would sell guides 10¢ the copy to all over 65.

I grew up in South Africa and I would look at maps and we were at the bottom of the world. There was this whole thing up there. I was always reading encyclopedias about the world. So travel was something I was always attracted to.

Japanese maps tend to come in two varieties: small, schematic, and bewildering; and large, fantastically detailed, and bewildering.

Her eyes like the ideal geography book: maps of pure nightmare. "The Ghost of Edna Lieberman

it all remained unreadable for him, though reading, he felt, was not a natural thing and should not be done to people. In general, people were not road maps. People were not hieroglyphs or books. They were not stories. A person was a collection of accidents. A person was an infinite pile of rocks with things growing underneath.

If your heart turned away at this, it would turn away at something greater, then more and more until your heart stayed averted, immobile your imagination redistributed away from the world and back only toward the bad maps of yourself, to sour pools of your own pulse, your own tiny, mean, and pointless wants.

In his study there was an atlas, and he could open it to maps of any land on earth. He could put a finger on Afghanistan, or point out where the Mitanni had lived, or to the site of Babylon, and even to Three Dragon Pass. All that was real. What he did not wish to discover was that between any two numbered pages, 357 and 358 for instance, there were an infinite number of worlds of which he knew nothing.

Hemos venido a verle para saber de este país, para leer un libro sobre él y para que nos enseñe mapas. Queremos que nos diga que estamos locos y que nos enseñe libros.

Every quest takes places in both the sphere of the actual, which is what maps reveal to us, and in the sphere of the symbolic, for which the only maps are the unseen ones in our heads.

Every quest," Quichotte answered, "takes place both in the sphere of the actual, which is what maps reveal to us, and in the sphere of the symbolic, for which the only maps are the unseen ones in our heads. Still, the actual is also the road to the Grail. We may be after a celestial goal, but we still have to travel along the interstate.

A reading life... is an adventure without maps where you meet unexpected soulmates along the way.

Satellite images, maps and blueprints of the whole world, of every city. We could look it up and know what's there in someone else's words. Or we could get wicked drunk and just go.