Sometimes everything has to be inscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. — David Whyte Copy Share Image
Wherever anything lives, there is, open somewhere, a register in which time is being inscribed. — Henri Bergson Copy Share Image
What do you get the man who has everything? Might I suggest a gravestone inscribed with the words: so what? — Simon Munnery Copy Share Image
My art would be that of living: each moment, each breath is a work inscribed nowhere. — Marcel Duchamp Copy Share Image
Wir mussen wissen. Wir werden wissen. We must know. We will know. Inscribed on his tomb in Gilttingen. — David Hilbert Copy Share Image
“Wir mussen wissen. Wir werden wissen. ( We must know. We will know .) [ Inscribed on his tomb in Gottingen .]” — David Hilbert Copy Share Image
“The letters I had inscribed on it were not even dry yet and already they belonged to the past.” — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
But thou, O King, I bid remember me, unwept, unburied, Heap up mine arms, be tombby sea-bord, and inscribed: A man of… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Perhaps our deepest love is already inscribed within us, so its object doesn't create a new word but instead allows us to… — Anthony Marra Copy Share Image
“Love could be immortalized. It could be remembered and written forever into the world, inscribed on some inanimate object. It could be… — Lindsay Chamberlin Copy Share Image
The trifle now inscribed with your name. was occasioned by a particular fact; but to the disgrace of human nature, the subject… — Thomas Day Copy Share Image
Love is not written on paper, paper can be erased, Not etched on stone, stone can be broken. But it is inscribed… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Esme slowly turned the picture over, her hands beginning to tremble again. Inscribed across the back of the photograph, in a woman’s… — Teresa Medeiros Copy Share Image
“Inscribed on the fingerboard of a viola da gamba by Kaspar Tieffenbrucker: "Viva fui in silvis sum dura occisa securi dum vixi… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Across the table sat my eight-year-old daughter. Adjacent to her sat a man she had never seen before, with Gothic lettering inscribed… — Shannan Martin Copy Share Image