Quotes About Ruins

I guessed life was like that. You gained and you lost, and if you saved anything from the ruins, even if only a shred of self-respect, it was enough to take you through the next bit.

Death. Fire. Snow. Failure.

Skulduggery stood among the ruins of what had once been a sofa. Valkyrie raised an eyebrow. 'I was trying to make up the sofa bed so you could get some rest,' he explained, and pointed to the second sofa across the room. 'Unfortunately, it would appear that that is the sofa bed, and this, apparently, is just a sofa.

Babylon, Learned and wise, hath perished utterly, Nor leaves her speech one word to aid the sigh That would lament her.

A faint pulse of red light blinked on and off, too high to be coming from anything other than a container ship. But too irregular to be anything but handheld or jury-rigged. In the right location on the horizon to be coming from Failure Island, perhaps from the ruined lighthouse. Blinking out a code he didn't recognize, a message from Henry that he didn't want to receive.

A great hope fell You heard no noise The ruin was within.

W przeciwieÅ"stwie do Europejczyków, którzy zachowujÄ… galloromaÅ"skie ruiny w sercu swoich metropolii, lecz zapominaja o Senece i odwiedzajÄ… katedry, cho? odstÄ™pujÄ… od chrzeÅ›cijaÅ"stwa, ChiÅ"czycy nie lokujÄ… swojej kultury w kamieniach. Tutaj przeszÅ'o?? stanowiÅ'a tera?niejszo?? ducha, nie odcisk w skale.

The American press has the blues. Too many authorities have assured it that its days are numbered, too many good newspapers are in ruins.

Oh, no," said Mr. Fitzhugh blithely, immune to nuance. "We're here to see the ruins." Lady Vaughn looked innocently up at her husband. "Isn't that what you said, Vaughn?

See the wild Waste of all-devouring years! How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears, With nodding arches, broken temples spread! The very Tombs now vanish'd like their dead!

Science has nothing to be ashamed of even in the ruins of Nagasaki. The shame is theirs who appeal to other values than the human imaginative values which science has evolved.

Every thought should recall the ruin of a smile.

Zion is in ruins, Jerusalem lies in the dust. All week there is only hope of redemption. But when the Sabbath is entering the world, man is touched by a moment of actual redemption; as if for a moment the spirit of the Messiah moved over the face of the earth.

It seems, in fact, that the more advanced a society is, the greater will be its interest in ruined things, for it will see in them a redemptively sobering reminder of the fragility of its own achievements. Ruins pose a direct challenge to our concern with power and rank, with bustle and fame. They puncture the inflated folly of our exhaustive and frenetic pursuit of wealth.

Anarchy wears two faces, both creator and destroyer. Thus destroyers topple empires; make a canvas of clean rubble where creators then can build another world. Rubble, once achieved, makes further ruins' means irrelevant. Away with our explosives, then! Away with our destroyers! They have no place within our better world. But let us raise a toast to all our bombers, all our bastards, most unlovely and most unforgivable. Let's drink their health... then meet with them no more.

Well, yelling real loud, that's an important skill to have, too. You never know when you might walk right in front of a train and her yelling's all that stands between you and eternity. But for that yell, you'd be flat, and there's nothing worse than a flat boy, just kind of ruins the day for everyone.

Bolshevism turns flourishing countryside into sinister wastes of ruins; National Socialism transforms a Reich of destruction and misery into a healthy state with a flourishing economic life.

Sane people kept their groups to a half dozen or so, though. The tower punished anything it saw as a threat, and everyone knew the stories about what had happened when it did. The Kingdom of Feria had once tried to invade the fifth tower. It was nothing but dust and ruins, now.

The world is falling to ruins," repeated Coën, nodding his head in feigned thoughtfulness. "How many times I've heard that." "Me, too," Lambert grimaced. "And it's not surprising – it's a popular saying of late.

carry on killing monsters in the ruins of this world until some monster kills me. That is my fate, my reason, my life and my attitude to the world. And it is not what I chose. It was chosen for me.

I'll defend Nilfgaardian children. And even if the world lies in ruin - which does not seem likely to me - I'll carry on killing monsters in the ruins of this world until some monster has killed me. That is my fate, my reason, my life and my attitude to the world. And it is not what I chose. It was chosen for me.

The air for miles round Angkor Wat was thick with renunciation. Mrs. Rivers saw herself clearly in the moonlight outside the great ruins. Slim and alluring she stood in her riding-kit. No one would have taken her for forty-eight. Her intelligence, her mocking wit, her disillusionment with life, all these availed her naught against the overpowering passion of a late flowering love.

If I was wealthy I'd never do anything but poke around in ruined cities all over the world - and probably get snake-bit.

Strike was used to playing archaeologist among the ruins of people's traumatised memories;