What importance can we attach to the things of this world? Friendship? It disappears when the one who is liked comes to… — François-René de Chateaubriand Copy Share Image
For the world slows and the stars falter, and all that remains is you... — Sharon Shinn Copy Share Image
Doesn't one always think of the past, in a garden with men and women lying under the trees? Aren't they one's past,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers' imperial dreams. — Matsuo Basho Copy Share Image
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors. — Matsuo Basho Copy Share Image
There are many things worth telling that are not quite narrative. And eternity itself possesses no beginning, middle or end. Fossils, arrowheads,… — David James Duncan Copy Share Image
The fuses had been lit and could not be extinguished. All that remained was to observe the speed of the spark, and… — Michael Lewis Copy Share Image
What’s the good of these great fragile fits of enthusiasm, these jaded jumps of joys? We know nothing anymore, but the dead… — Andre Breton Copy Share Image
What I felt for you was a combination of respect and affection. There was a closeness I felt through intimate interaction. The… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
a letter ... changes utterly the moment it slips inside an envelope. It stops being mine. It becomes yours. What I mean… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
She wore an ivory-white dress and held the world in her eyes. I barely remember the priest's words or the faces of… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
All that remains to the mother in modern consumer society is the role of scapegoat; psychoanalysis uses huge amounts of money and… — Germaine Greer Copy Share Image
All that remains is the mad desire for present identity through a woman. — Max Frisch Copy Share Image
At present, [in the desert] an exasperating clarity reigns. The sky has become less visible than water in a jar. Black peaks,… — Mohammed Dib Copy Share Image
When souls really touch, it is forever. Then space and time disappear, and all that remains is the consciousness that we are… — Joan D. Chittister Copy Share Image
The vineyard country, russet, reddish, carmine-brown in this season. A blue outline of hills above a fertile valley. It's warm as long… — Czeslaw Milosz Copy Share Image
As for the square at Meknes, where I used to go every day, it's even simpler: I do not see it at… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
When the impossible has been eliminated, all that remains no matter how improbable is possible. — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
Gone is the blinding glow in his hands - gone, too, is the illusion of purity and beauty! In it's place all… — Dave Sim Copy Share Image
Writing is a futile attempt to preserve what disappears moment by moment. All that remains of my mother is what I remember… — Marge Piercy Copy Share Image
I gather together the dreams, fantasies, experiences that preoccupied me as a girl, that stay with me and appear and reappear in… — Bell Hooks Copy Share Image
Very many maintain that all we know is still infinitely less than all that still remains unknown. — William Harvey Copy Share Image