Elena Ferrante Quotes
In the crush men used the women to play silent games with themselves. One stared ironically at a dark-haired girl to see if she would lower her gaze. One, with his eyes, caught a bit of lace between two buttons of a blouse, or harpooned a strap. Others passed the time looking out the window into cars for a glimpse of an uncovered leg, the play of muscles as a foot pushed break or clutch, a hand absentmindedly scratching the inside of a thigh.
Elena Ferrante
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I played lots of fantasy games. I would create these worlds, and I would believe in them.
Lana Parrilla
The colors...oh, I see the most fantastic things. Do you realize when people just close their eyes what they see? It's unbelievable. Colors and things, forms of every sort. I wonder if that happens for everybody?
Edie Sedgwick
I could scarcely bear to look at her eyes. They promised such intimacies.
V. S. Naipaul
Examine your own hearts. Do you see there any habit or custom which you know is wrong in the sight of God? If you do, don't delay for a moment in attacking it. Resolve at once to lay it aside. Nothing darkens the eyes of the mind so much, and deadens the conscience so surely, as an allowed sin. It may be a little one, but it is not any less dangerous.
J. C. Ryle
One night I realized that when you give people understanding and encouragement a funny little meek childish look abashes their eyes, no matter what they've been doing they weren't sure it was right - lambies all over the world.
Jack Kerouac
All Nine often used to come to me, I mean the Muses:But I ignored them: my girl was in my arms.Now I’ve left my sweetheart: and they’ve left me,And I roll my eyes, seeking a knife or rope.But Heaven is full of gods: You came to aid me:Greetings, Boredom, mother of the Muse.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
But as we do not light up our houses with our brightest lamps for all comers, so neither did she emit from her eyes their brightest sparks till special occasions for such shining had arisen.
Anthony Trollope
When they lay down beside me I made my confession to them. They touched both my eyes and I touched the dew on their hem. If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn, They will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem.
Leonard Cohen
I see everything in a grotesque way. When I go to the theatre, for example, things shape themselves before my eyes just as a I draw them - the people on the stage, the footlights, the queer faces and garb of the audience in the boxes and stalls. They all seem weird and strange to me. Things have always impressed me in this way.
Aubrey Beardsley
Come back, true love! Sweet youth, return!-But time goes on, and will, unheeding,Though hands will reach, and eyes will yearn,And the wild days set true hearts bleeding.
Conrad Aiken
A place where nobody dared to go the love that we came to know They call it Xanadu And now, open your eyes and see what we have made is real We are in Xanadu A million lights are dancing and there you are, a shooting star An everlasting world and you're here with me, eternally Xanadu
Jeff Lynne
Electric Light Orchestra
I don't like girls who wear lots of make-up and you can't see their face. Some girls are beautiful but insecure and look much better without the make-up, but decide to put loads on. I like girls with nice eyes and a nice smile.
Justin Bieber
Your life, your soul, your world. They cannot kill it. Look at me, I’ve died but I opened my eyes again.
Tablo
I'm stubborn; I know what I want. I'll dedicate all my efforts to achieving it.
Carlo Rubbia
I want to try and work in different genres with different types of actors, on small movies and big movies.
Sam Mendes
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L. Frank Baum
In the crush men used the women to play silent games with themselves. One stared ironically at a dark-haired girl to see if she would lower her gaze. One, with his eyes, caught a bit of lace between two buttons of a blouse, or harpooned a strap. Others passed the time looking out the window into cars for a glimpse of an uncovered leg, the play of muscles as a foot pushed break or clutch, a hand absentmindedly scratching the inside of a thigh.
Elena Ferrante
