Blind Quotes
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Had I been in love, I could not have been more wretchedly blind. But vanity, not love, has been my folly.
Jane Austen
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God is not blind; neither is He capricious. For Him there are no accidents. With God there are no cases of chance events.
R. C. Sproul
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If we listen to our self-love, we shall estimate our lot less by what it is than by what it is not; shall dwell upon its hindrances and be blind to its possibilities; and, comparing it only with imaginary lives, shall indulge in flattering dreams of what we should do if we had but power, and give if we had but wealth, and be if we had no temptations.
James Martineau
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Justice is justly represented blind, because she sees no difference in the parties concerned. She has but one scale and weight, for rich and poor, great and small.
William Penn
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To those who see the magical surface of things, you are invisible.' Good grief. Will you still be able to see me?' He met her eyes in a way that made her shiver pleasantly. 'I see you in a great many ways. It would be hard to blind me in all of them.
Emma Bull
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I was afraid that by observing objects with my eyes and trying to comprehend them with each of my other senses I might blind my soul altogether.
Socrates
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Like strange mechanical grotesques, Making fantastic arabesques, The shadows raced across the blind.
Oscar Wilde
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Your hand is cold, mine burns like fire. How blind you are, Nastenka!
Fyodor Dostoevsky
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I'll tell you what love is" I said, "It is blind devotion, unquestioning self humiliation, utter submission, trust and belief against yourself and against the whole world, giving up your heart and soul to the smiter.
Jasper Fforde
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Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
William Shakespeare
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I know girls who pine for it. They like to play dress-up and pretend being Vor ladies of old, rescued from menace by romantic Vor youths. For some reason they never play 'dying in childbirth', or 'vomiting your guts out from the red dysentery', or 'weaving till you go blind and crippled from arthritis and dye poisoning', or 'infanticide'. Well, they do die romantically of disease sometimes, but somehow it's always an illness that makes you interestingly pale and everyone sorry and doesn't involve losing bowel control.
Lois McMaster
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I'm a member and preacher to that church where the blind don't see and the lame don't walk and what's dead stays that way.
Flannery O'Connor
