All Quotes By Tag: Shadows

“How incredibly exciting this one meaningless thing can be, this life of yours.”

“I’ll see you in my dreams.”

“Thoughts become dreams. Dreams become reality. Reality becomes words. Words become stories. Stories inspire thoughts.”

“I’m the bridge jumping friend parents warned you about.”

“Be what you must, because who you are is all of us.”

“We crave someone to love, chase someone to hate, and demand someone else decide who receives which fate.”

“I never have time to write anymore. And when I do I only write about how I never have time. It’s work and it’s money and I’ve written more lists than songs lately. I stay up all night to do all these things I need to do, be all these things I want to be, playing with shadows in the darkness that shouldn’t be able to exist. Empty bottles and cigarettes while watching the sunrise, why do I complain? I have it all, everything I ever asked for.”

“When we walk in the sunour shadows are like barges of silence.”

“Do you keep looking for fault in everything? that is what you will findDo you keep looking for cruelty in people around you? you’ll never find the good in themWhen you stop looking for the shadows, the LIGHT you will see”

“There is shadow under this red rock // (Come in under the shadow of this red rock) // And I will show you something different from either // Your shadow at morning striding behind you // Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you // I will show you fear in a handful of dust.”

“Fancies are like shadows…you can’t cage them, they’re such wayward, dancing things.”

“All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide;but a hidden star can still be smiling at night’s black spell on darkness, beguiling”

“At such moments the collapse of their courage, willpower, and endurance was so abrupt that they felt they could never drag themselves out of the pit of despond into which they had fallen. Therefore they forced themselves never to think about the problematic day of escape, to cease looking to the future, and always to keep, so to speak, their eyes fixed on the ground at their feet. But, naturally enough, this prudence, this habit of feinting with their predicament and refusing to put up a fight, was ill rewarded. For, while averting that revulsion which they found so unbearable, they also deprived themselves of those redeeming moments, frequent enough when all is told, when by conjuring up pictures of a reunion to be, they could forget about the plague. Thus, in a middle course between these heights and depths, they drifted through life rather than lived, the prey of aimless days and sterile memories, like wandering shadows that could have acquired substance only by consenting to root themselves in the solid earth of their distress.”

“Believe against all odds, for this devotion has created art, the devil and gods.”

“Overcast skies will forever throw doubt on the existence of my shadow.”