I think that humans have a huge capacity to carry pain and sadness. There are things that haunt us our entire lives; we are unable to let them go. The good times seem almost effervescent and dreamlike in comparison with the times that didn’t go so well.
I think all kids think their parents are strict. My parents aren’t superstrict, but they seem to be stricter than most. But even though it’s like, ‘Oh, gosh, I’ve gotta be in at this time,’ they know what they’re doing. I have great parents.
I like my squishy, red, high-heeled Vivienne Westwood jelly shoes. They make you seem like you’re much more of a go-er.
I’ve met the most interesting people while flying or on a boat. These methods of travel seem to attract the kind of people I want to be with.
If I’m half as good as everybody said I am, I’m far too good to be wasting time with ordinary people. But I seem to be spending my life with ordinary people, who are the best people in the world.
We spend most of our lives cutting down our ambitions because the world has told us to think small. Dreams express what your soul is telling you, so as crazy as your dream might seem – even to you – I don’t care: You have to let that out.
The fact is, funnily enough, that the people who seem to be most committed to causes also seem to be least invested in anyone actually talking to each other.
Most of the time, feelings just seem to get in the way. They’re a luxury for the idle, a bourgeois concept. Feelings are overrated.
Advertising as the printed form of selling would seem… ultimately to be justified in so far as it serves as a means of increasing legitimate human wants, as an agency of fair and economic competition in the distribution of goods, and as a stimulant to social progress.
Def Leppard is obviously a different band that we are, but the music work well tighter. And the audiences seem work well together too. We are opening, but we’re having a good time.
Most professional women I know – myself included – long since gave up looking for a rulebook or a roadmap; we make it up as we go along. Every day presents a new choice, a new challenge, which makes long-term career planning seem like an especially abstract exercise.
Speak the truth, and all things alive or brute are vouchers, and the very roots of the grass underground there, do seem to stir and move to bear you witness.
I do not have a problem, I enjoy gambling, but I think people are trying to make it seem like I have a problem, because people really don’t know.
It is true I am rather taken up with dress; but as to feathers, every one wears them, and it would seem extraordinary if I did not.
The trouble with the performance poets is that they don’t seem to have read anything. So there is not a real sense of the poetic tradition in their work.
This millennial generation… you guys seem so entitled.
It doesn’t seem expected for us to do something like that, but I love electronic music. I spend a lot of my time listening to that and just trying to understand what makes it work – what makes it move people the way it does and why they have some of the best-selling festivals in the world.
Stupidity knows no bounds and certainly no city limits, but by and large, 99 percent of the people who come to Melvins shows seem to be relatively well behaved… I’m happy and relieved by this.
Don’t worry that you can’t seem to come up with sure billion dollar winners at first. Just do projects for yourself for fun. You’ll get better and better.
Nothing you do for children is ever wasted. They seem not to notice us, hovering, averting our eyes, and they seldom offer thanks, but what we do for them is never wasted.
For instance, it’s a little better now than it was two or three years ago, but something like 70% of the poems I receive seem to be written in the present indicative.
Heartless though it may seem to some, among the least harmful things to eat are sustainably culled wild animals. In the absence of natural predators, deer populations in parts of Britain have reached such dense numbers that the woodlands they browse fail to regenerate.
Once I’ve written something it does tend to run away from me. I don’t seem to have any part of it – it’s no longer my piece of writing.
White male privilege remains alive in America, but the phrase would seem odd, if not infuriating, to a sixty-year-old man working as a Walmart greeter in southern Ohio.
Other men wear white suits in summer and it doesn’t seem to bother them. But my white suit seems to be a little whiter than theirs. I think also that it may have something written on the back of it, although I can’t find it when I take the suit off.
Movies can provide tear-inducing or comically-entertaining representations of love, but many agree that its deeper conflicting complexities often seem unfathomable.
Don Rickles and I are best friends. I know that might seem strange to those who know Don only by reputation, but somebody has to be his friend. Just to make sure I don’t forget, Don gave me a doormat that sits just outside the front door of my house. It reads: ‘The Newharts: The Rickleses Best Friends.’
We live in a period of declining stars. Few celebrities these days (aside from the smoldering Angelina Jolie) seem to have complex psychic lives.
I’ve never been keen on open adoption. It doesn’t seem to solve the main problem with adoption, which is that somebody feels she was abandoned by someone else.
We’ve been sitting at the compromise table for a long time. We’re just waiting for that cold chair to be warmed up by the Republican leadership. They still have time to do the right thing and be responsible. They just seem to be moving further and further away from it.
Dreams are often most profound when they seem the most crazy.
When you’re young, the silliest notions seem the greatest achievements.
The bull market, rising prices, earning lots of money, make it seem as if the good days will never end. When prices are falling and there is a recession, that also feels as though it will last for ever. Politics is the same. People simply can’t imagine changing circumstances.
To my disappointment, not many young people seem to be interested in science, especially chemistry.
Europeans don’t seem to have the groupie mentality.
I seem to be a long-term relationship kinda guy.
I can’t seem to write young enough anymore.
The answer is that if God exists, he doesn’t seem to mind if you believe in him or not.
Hard as things seem today, they will be better in the next day if you choose to serve the Lord this day with your whole heart.
Monetary contractions are attractive as the key shocks in the 1929-1933 years, and in other severe depressions, because there do not seem to be any other candidates.
Once you have a disease like cancer, you look at life a bit differently. Some things that were important no longer seem as important as they were.
Things you create with your mind are always part of your postmortal life, whether they seem real or not.
The worst of my actions or conditions seem not so ugly unto me as I find it both ugly and base not to dare to avouch for them.
There are two languages: one as things seem to us and the other of knowledge.
As seemingly impossible as it may seem of having zero regrets, when I look at my life now and all the mistakes I’ve made, all the bad decisions I’ve made, all the things I could have done differently or done more in, I don’t think I would have changed anything.
I had a mother I could only seem to please with verbal accomplishments of some sort or another. She read constantly, so I read constantly. If I used words that might have seemed surprising at a young age, she would recognize that and it would please her.
In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me.
Vicodin, I got addicted to that little pill. The reason I don’t talk about it too much in the press is because it isn’t funny, and I love to be funny in interviews. If you joke about that period in your life, it doesn’t seem right.
There is one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath.
The greatest impediments to changes in our traditional roles seem to lie not in the visible world of conscious intent, but in the murky realm of the unconscious mind.
A lot of people like to do certain things, but they’re not that good at it. Keep going through the things that you like to do, until you find something that you actually seem to be extremely good at. It can be anything.
It’s difficult when people seem to dislike you only because you’ve found success with something.
I’m a diplomat by nature. I help find the middle ground. I crack a joke and use humour to help resolve potentially vicious situations quickly. It gets things in perspective and helps everyone to see that things aren’t as bad as they seem.
Apart from a few simple principles, the sound and rhythm of English prose seem to me matters where both writers and readers should trust not so much to rules as to their ears.
Commercial speech is like obscenity… we can’t seem to define it, but we know it when we see it.
The industrial revolution has tended to produce everywhere great urban masses that seem to be increasingly careless of ethical standards.
