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“It is not that the meaning cannot be explained. But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.”
― Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

“Espere" in Spanish, is the one word covering two meanings: "waiting" and "hoping". If life, however, offers no expectation or prospect, waiting represents time "wasted��. Waiting needs a future. If not, time is condemned to be "killed". In the event that we are lost in a gap of boredom and despair, we are driven back in a vacuum of senselessness and deadlocked in a point of nothingness. We are, so therefore, bound to watch the agony of "time". ("Waiting for a place behind the geraniums " )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Definitions and meanings change all the time. Truth and reality are very volatile, indefinite, multi layered and sometimes very paradoxical. That’s why it is very fiddly to make a set definition for the phenomena of our daily life. ( " Did not expect it would ever happen, there" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“When shrouded meanings and grim intentions are nicely polished up and pokerfaced personae are generously palming off their fantasy constructs, caution is the watchword, since rimpling water on the well of truth swiftly obscures our vision and perception. ("Trompe le pied.")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences. ”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“But the greatest cause of verbicide is the fact that most people are obviously far more anxious to express their approval and disapproval of things than to describe them. Hence the tendency of words to become less descriptive and more evaluative; then become evaluative, while still retaining some hint of the sort of goodness or badness implied; and to end up by being purely evaluative -- useless synonyms for good or for bad.”
― C.S. Lewis, Studies in Words

“In the absence of a formally agreed, worldwide dictionary definition of 'Quotography' (in 2016), here are my two cents worth: 'Quotography is the art of pairing unique quotations with complementary images in order to express thought-provoking ideas, challenging concepts, profound sentiments'.”
― Alex Morritt, Lines & Lenses

“I write about you all the time, I said aloud. Every time I say "I", it refers to you.”
― Louise Glück, Faithful and Virtuous Night

“While I was washing my face, I began to cry. The tears mingled easily with the cold water, in the luminous, dripping crimson of my cupped fingers, and at first I wasn't aware that I was crying at all. The sobs were regular and emotionless, as mechanical as the dry heaves which had stopped only a moment earlier; there was no reason for them, they had nothing to do with me. I brought my head up and looked at my weeping reflection in the mirror with a kind of detached interest. What does this mean? I thought. I looked terrible. Nobody else was falling apart; yet here I was, shaking all over and seeing bats like Ray Milland in The Lost Weekend.

A cold draft was blowing in the window. I felt shaky but oddly refreshed. I ran myself a hot bath, throwing in a good handful of Judy's bath salts, and when I got out and put on my clothes I felt quite myself again.

Nihil sub sole novum, I thought as I walked back down the hail to my room. Any action, in the fullness of time, sinks to nothingness...”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Playful -- playful warbler,' said Mr Pecksniff. It may be observed in connection with his calling his daughter a 'warbler,' that she was not at all vocal, but that Mr Pecksniff was in the frequent habit of using any word that occurred to him as having a good sound, and rounding a sentence well without much care for its meaning. And he did this so boldly, and in such an imposing manner, that he would sometimes stagger the wisest people with his eloquence, and make them gasp again.”
― Charles Dickens, Martin Chuzzlewit

“(Sartre) (The world is full without me, as in Nausea; the world plays at living behind a glass partition; the world is in an aquarium; I see everything close up and yet cut off, made of some other substance; I keep falling outside myself, without dizziness, without blue, into precision.”
― Roland Barthes

“- Когато гледаш една ръка отдалеч, Кимя, може да ти се стори, че има само едно течение. Ала гмурнеш ли се във водата, си даваш сметка, че там има повече от една река. Реката е скрила в себе си различни течения и всички те текат в съзвучие, но същевременно са напълно обособени едно от друго.”
― Elif Shafak, The Forty Rules of Love

“He kisses me, the taste of sugar on my lips, and salt and spice on his.
This is my heart, says the warm sugar of the vanilla.
This is the inside of me, murmurs the cinnamon.
This is everything that hurts, confesses the bright edge of chili powder, and everything I miss and everything I hope for.
This is everything I do not say but that I hold in me, whispers that breath of salt at the end. This is my hidden heart of color and sugar, the things you might miss if I did not show you they were there.”
― Anna-Marie McLemore, Hungry Hearts: 13 Tales of Food & Love

“It is commonplace to talk as if the world "has" meaning, to ask what "is" the meaning of a phrase, a gesture, a painting, a contract. Yet when thought about, it is clear that events are devoid of meaning until someone assigns it to them.”
― Dean Barnlund

“I tell myself I have reached an age, the age of unreliable menace. The world is full of abandoned meanings. In the commonplace I find unexpected themes and intensities.”
― Don DeLillo, White Noise

“It rises again, the frenzied smoke
as the phoenix rises from the ashes
shadows of dreams on the hills
a melange of memories

She speaks in unheard words
poignant with meanings deep
another bird of silence caws
as the breeze swirls and spins

My grandmother told me stories
about the mountains and the lakes
I saw the rainbows of hope
swaying to the music
as the daffodils of joy to the rain

The opalescent sky looks melancholy
as the clouds of Alzheimer's hover her life
perhaps she has not forgotten everything
I hope the moon tells her about me

I keep searching for my footsteps now
smudged in the sands of time
like the proverbial breeze that drifts
but never gets to stay a while

Gazing at old photographs, I keep
the memories treasured and vaulted
a boulevard of thatched moments
a promenade of myriad stories!”
― Avijeet Das

“But life was something more; more than what I’ve seen, more than what I’ve heard, more than I’ll ever live.”
― J. Limbu

“Life is a whole assuption of many meanings.”
― Deyth Banger

“المرء لا يملك شيء يستحق ان يورثة ... سوي نفسه! هشام نيبر
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The One does not have anything worth that is inherited ... only his self! Hesham Nebr”
― Hesham Nebr

“Wing twitches and ear switches mean nothing more than what you want them to. - The Malwatch”
― Scaylen Renvac

“She speaks in unheard words
poignant with meanings deep
another bird of silence caws
as the breeze swirls and spins”
― Avijeet Das

“She's seen women on the street with flowers behind their ears, along the road, in stores, on their way home from the fields carrying baskets of cassava, the yellowish white root that's used in every meal. She's seen the red hibiscus, the bulging ginger blossom, the bewitchingly aromatic frangipani behind the ears of men too, but she wasn't aware of this secret code for courting.”
― Anne Ostby, Pieces of Happiness

“Make sure you wear it on the left side. That means you're single and ready for new adventures. 'Left is for looking, right is for cooking.'"
Lisbeth giggles, almost blushes, and lifts her hand to her head reflexively. She's seen women on the street with flowers behind their ears, along the road, in stores, on their way home from the fields carrying baskets of cassava, the yellowish white root that's used in every meal. She's seen the red hibiscus, the bulging ginger blossom, the bewitchingly aromatic frangipani behind the ears of men too, but she wasn't aware of this secret code for courting.”
― Anne Østby, Pieces of Happiness

“How could I forget that every truth meant at least two things, that slogans were empty suits draped on the corpse of an idea?”
― Viet Thanh Nguyen, The Sympathizer

“It has occurred to me that the word sorry doesn't even sound very apologetic. It's too sibilant, and quick to climb from honest sentiment to sarcasm, even annoyance. I really am truly, completely, undeniably sorry for my mistakes on Demeter, but the more I say it, and the more I pile up adverbs in front of it, the less sincere it sounds.”
― Aliya Whiteley, Peace, Pipe

“When words begin to tumble, sentences make no sense.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“You don't need for me to tell you who you are because you already know the answer to that. Make life better, not just for you, but for those around you; friends, family, strangers, animals, nature; the universe. Set an example which you would gladly follow if you were seeing the light for the first time. Remember: Words are just words when they have no meaning, but as you all know, words have life within our imaginations and souls. Make 2022 the year that you came to life for the world.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“The word “Avatâra,�� as you know, has as its root “tri,�� passing over, and with the prefix which is added, the “ava,�� you get the idea of descent, one who descends. That is the literal meaning of the word.”
― Annie Besant, Avatâras Four lectures delivered at the twenty-fourth anniversary meeting of the Theosophical Society at Adyar, Madras, December, 1899

“I love how words travel through time; across space and time like little comets, their various meanings burning off like tails behind them.”
― Tess Kincaid, Pechewa: An American Odyssey

“The relation of destiny with the cyclic process is implied in the figures of the legendary Tarot pack; the wealth of symbolic knowledge which is contained in each and every one of its cards is not to be despised, even if their symbolic significance is open to debate. For the illustrations of the Tarot afford clear examples of the signs, the dangers and the paths leading towards the infinite which Man may discover in the course of his existence.”
― Juan Eduardo Cirlot, A Dictionary of Symbols