Seems Quotes

Art seems to me to be above all a state of soul.

It seems to me more important actually to share someones distress than to use smooth words about it.

The descent into the depths always seems to precede the ascent.

It's a brilliant surface in that sunlight. The horizon seems quite close to you because the curvature is so much more pronounced than here on earth. It's an interesting place to be. I recommend it.

Education should train the child to use his brains, to make for himself a place in the world and maintain his rights even when it seems that society would shove him into the scrap-heap.

When everyone is moving towards depravity, no one seems to be moving, but if someone stops he shows up the others who are rushing on, by acting as a fixed point.

It seems the baseball player of today will not be satisfied until he plays two weeks in the big league and is able to retire at twenty-two.

That's when the dream is so far off it seems like it will never happen. It can be most anything you want it to be.

It seems stupid when people limit themselves to one kind of music. It tells me they're not using their ears.

Like so many other positive acts, it turns out that hugging boosts our immune system. Plus it just plain feels good! So hug someone today, perhaps a person who seems particularly in need.

Things are not as bad as it seems. The situations that cause us sorrow are the same ones that introduce us to the strength, power and wisdom that we truly are.

It seems to me, sorry seems to be the hardest word.

It's just seems life without music would be death.

When you've got worries, all the noise and the hurry seems to help, I know. Downtown.

One quality of leaders and high achievers in every area seems to be a commitment to ongoing personal and professional development.

That which seems the height of absurdity in one generation often becomes the height of wisdom in another.

I encourage everyone to know that God has a plan for their life and that God never makes a mistake even though it seems like He is not listening or paying attention sometimes.

Do not follow any road, but that which Christ trod. This road seems hard, but it is safe.

Everything in the street today seems soft focus.

When you go to standup, there seems to be a common denominator of some form of need or want for validation from the audience that maybe you were lacking as a kid.

God laughs, it seems, because God knows how it all turns out in the end.

While the river of life glides along smoothly, it remains the same river; only the landscape on either bank seems to change.

Every human endeavor, however singular it seems, involves the whole human race.

Reality seems valueless by comparison with the dreams of fevered imaginations; reality is therefore abandoned.

There is a curtain, thin as gossamer, clear as glass, strong as iron, that hangs forever between the world of magic and the world that seems to us to be real.

It seems possible to give a preliminary definition of walking as a space of enunciation.

The more the universe seems comprehensible, the more it also seems pointless.

I’m glad we had the times together just to laugh and sing a song, seems like we just got started and then before you know it, the times we had together were gone.

I love the autumn for its sense of melancholy seems to strike my need for sadness. There is poetry in the dying of the year and mystery as well.

I think when you’re dying you start looking for important things in the corners. You can’t let anything that seems even semi-important pass, because it passes forever. Things take on meaning.

There never seems to be any trouble brewing around a bar until a woman puts that high heel over the brass rail. Don't ask me why, but somehow women at bars seem to create trouble among men.

It seems to me that violence against women has been tolerated for so long that the world has become numb to it.

It seems clear that the Bible belongs to an area of language in which metaphor is functional, and were we have to surrender precision for flexibility.

Both hurting and happiness make me feel more alive, but as I get older it seems that hurting's the low hanging fruit. So I pick it.

If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.

I suspect that in every good marriage there are times when love seems to be over.

Don't be so fond of what you planned that somehow to change it seems like a violation of your own choice and wisdom. It's just the opposite.

There is a social responsibility to take care of vulnerable people. It seems that a sensible social responsibility is obligatory education, but also decent education, and that is not happening.

No one is contented in this world, I believe. There is always something left to desire, and the last thing longed for always seems the most necessary to happiness.

Although sometimes I know it seems impossible, there ain't no need in drowning in your sorrow. If things are as bad as they can be, you can be sure there'll be a brighter tomorrow.

Fashion is what seems beautiful now but looks ugly later; art can be ugly at first but it becomes beautiful later.

I never get tired of exploring Americana or country music, and I always have a little bit of a crooner in me that never seems to go away.

The chief source of man's inhumanity to man seems to be the tribal limits of his sense of obligation to other men.

It seems to me that our three basic needs, for food and security and love, are so mixed and mingled and entwined that we cannot straightly think of one without the others.

There's something about [cyclically] doing something over and over and over that seems to be particularly demotivating.

All human sin seems so much worse in its consequences than in its intentions.

So long as one's just dreaming about what to do, one can soar like an eagle and move mountains, it seems, but as soon as one starts doing it one gets worn out and tired.

When one loves one's Art no service seems too hard.

As for political poetry, as it's usually defined, it seems there's very little good political poetry.

When the depressive psychosis has become manifest, its cardinal feature seems to be a mental inhibition which renders a rapport between the patient and the external world more difficult.