Seems Quotes

The world is truly round and seems to start and end with those we love.

To me, the explanation of life seems to be its melody, its pattern. And I feel in life such an infinite, truly inconceivable fantasy.

It seems to me monstrous that anyone should believe that the jazz rhythm expresses America. Jazz rhythm expresses the primitive savage.

Most important, you learn never to trust a man, even if he seems honest and sincere. You learn how men deceive themselves and how impossible it is to help them without injuring yourself.

The blushing cheek speaks modest mind,The lips befitting words most kind,The eye does tempt to love's desire,And seems to, say 'tis "Cupid's fire.

There is no death! What seems so is transition; this life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the life elysian, whose portal we call Death.

An obsession with control generally seems to reflect a fear of uncertainty.

It was amazing that a play that seems dated in this world... A man whose best friend is a six-foot white rabbit... But it caught on, especially with young people - they surprised me most of all.

Take a look at my girlfriend, she's the only one I got. Not much of a girl friend, never seem to get a lot.

It seems to me the charm of etching is the glimmering through of the white paper even in the shadows so that almost everything sparkles or suggest sparkles.

The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.

It seems to me that invisibility is the required provision of elegance. Elegance ceases to exist when it is noticed.

To contrast national solidarity and international cooperation as two opposites seems foolish to me.

Nothing seems to matter but ourselves. That's not how I was brought up. I don't recognize the country I live in anymore.

It seems like only the real good stuff comes to mind. I don't think of all the tragedies.

When I think about why I would be a writer, why I should continue to be a writer, it seems to me one of the few things you can dowhere you're never bored.

But really, what else are you going to talk about in line at the liquor store? Childhood trauma seems like the natural choice, since it’s the reason why most of us are in line there to begin with.

I can see the humorous side of things and enjoy the fun when it comes; but look where I will, there seems to me always more sadness than joy in life.

Nowadays it seems that moral education is no longer considered necessary. Attention is wholly centered on intelligence, while the heart life is ignored.

It seems odd that we continue to worry about the reputations of men who are accused of sexual wrong-doings.

I was thinking too fast. It seems like a person has the tendency to get bored, because he always wants to try to do all these accomplishments.

Everyone's always interested in a dark theme, especially when there's humor connected to it. It seems like that helps, if that's an integral and organic part of the whole story.

In show business the saying seems too often true: it isn't enough to succeed; someone else must fail.

The trouble with going crazy is that you have to go around making it up to everyone afterwards. It seems they should be making something up to you.

It seems no matter what you say and how politically correctly and carefully you say it, you offend someone. Or at least I always do.

A love that does not discriminate seems to me to forfeit a part of its own value, by doing an injustice to its object; and secondly, not all men are worthy of love.

I am tolerably ignorant about Judaism, and much of what I do know about it seems hard to swallow, because it is so grounded in legalism, and adherence to rituals.

What seems to be generosity is often no more than disguised ambition, which overlooks a small interest in order to secure a great one.

I came, I saw, she conquered." The original Latin seems to have been garbled.

To be simple is not always as easy as it seems.

When you look at sort of pop stardom now, some of these singers, it seems like the idea of them was created in a marketing meeting, and then they just found someone to sort of fulfill that role.

Everything in the country, animate and inanimate, seems to whisper, be serene, be kind, be happy. We grow tolerant there unconsciously.

People always say life is short. I've never been convinced of that - mine seems to have a tendency to go on and on.

A monk is a man who considers himself one with all men because he seems constantly to see himself in every man.

Finding a master of the dark art of ninjutsu in modern westernized Japan seems as unlikely as finding an active practitioner of the magic of Merlin in contemporary industrialized England.

Basic reality seems to be that the more you try to be like God by radiating unlimited love, the more you become flooded by waves of love from others and from God.

It is remarkable by how much a pinch of malice enhances the penetrating power of an idea or an opinion. Our ears, it seems, are wonderfully attuned to sneers and evil reports about our fellow men.

It almost seems that nobody can hate America as much as native Americans. America needs new immigrants to love and cherish it.

I seem to attract and be attracted to very willful, fascinating people.

Understand--it ALWAYS makes sense. Sense can't be avoided. If it first seems to be non-sense, wait: roots will reveal themselves.

There is another kind of altruism that seems to go beyond that, a kind of super-altruism, which humans appear to have. And I think that does need a Darwinian explanation.

And the summer seems as though it would dream on for ever.

Religion seems to have grown an infant with age, and requires miracles to nurse it, as it had in its infancy.

America seems to celebrate its more violent past, but Canada doesn't like to recognize those things. The willingness to accept the existence of violence separates our two countries.

I get terrible butterflies. Before I go onstage, I'll have to freak out for five minutes. I scream. It seems to help!

The trouble with an alarm clock is that what seems sensible when you set it seems absurd when it goes off

Nothing is as it seems. Black can appear white when the light is blinding but white loses all luster at the faintest sign of darkness.

There is only one sin - lack of love. Be brave, be capable of loving, even if love seems a terrible and treacherous thing. Find joy in love. Find joy in victory. Follow the dictates of your heart.

I read once that [Pablo] Picasso felt if an artist ever felt totally satisfied with a work she ceased to be an artist. With that in mind, it seems like goals are a terrible idea then.

The idea of a personal God is quite alien to me and seems even naïve.