windbag - Feed Quotations Book Search <![CDATA[I never saw a man who looked with such a wistful eye upon that little tent of blue which prisoners call the sky.]]> <![CDATA[When a girl ceases to blush, she has lost the most powerful charm of her beauty.]]> <![CDATA[I am not young enough to know everything.]]> <![CDATA[A first sign of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die.]]> <![CDATA[The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.]]> <![CDATA[You can't blame gravity for falling in love.]]> <![CDATA[Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.]]> <![CDATA[Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.]]> <![CDATA[I may be crazy but it keeps me from going insane.]]> <![CDATA[Insanity is doing the same thing in the same way and expecting a different outcome.]]> <![CDATA[Look down at me and you see a fool; look up at me and you see a God; look straight at me and you see yourself.]]> <![CDATA[A man's face is his autobiography. A woman's face is her work of fiction.]]> <![CDATA[A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.]]> <![CDATA[I cannot imaging anyone looking at the sky and denying God.]]> <![CDATA[Self-interest is but the survival of the animal in us. Humanity only begins for man with self-surrender.]]> <![CDATA[None are so empty as those who are full of themselves.]]> <![CDATA[Sex. In America an obsession. In other parts of the world a fact.]]> <![CDATA[May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.]]> <![CDATA[A kiss may ruin a human life.]]> <![CDATA[It is we that are blind, not fortune.]]> <![CDATA[The eyes indicate the antiquity of the soul.]]> <![CDATA[Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.]]> <![CDATA[There is nothing that makes its way more directly to the soul than beauty.]]> <![CDATA[It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.]]>