Seems Quotes

The battle for evolution seems never-ending. And the battle is part of a wider war, a war between rationality and superstition.

Grinding the faces of the poor seems to be the policy of the Greens.

I seem to have a natural tendency to want to share my own observations and feelings with other people, and writing seems to be the way I'm best equipped to do that.

I think there's a phenomenon of people who want to be around something that seems "dangerous." It makes them feel more real.

I can create countries just as I can create the actions of my characters. That is why a lot of travel seems to me a waste of time.

It seems that elections today are more popularity than they are substantial issues.

That’s what seems the most sad to me—that neither of them even think there’s a possibility they can be together.

I've been at the place where it seems like the only way left is down.

The right to reticence seems earned only by having nothing to hide.

I know something about performing. I know that when it seems like the avalanche is about to roll over you, you face into it and keep both arms swimming as hard as you can. You smile and you sell it.

The mad rarely know that they are mad. It's the rest of the world, I think, that seems insane to them.

It seems almost inherent in human beings that when you are thriving for a certain level of spirituality, you tend to reject clothes, and the implied need to hide yourself.

If it doesn't seem like I'm working hard sometimes, that's someone else's problem.

There are a lot of good looking men on this planet. It seems like once a week someone will tell me, "I know someone who looks like you" and I don't know what say to them except, "Tell them hi."

The idea that the reader is important enough to me that I'd tailor my words to either please or offend them always seems amusingly alien to me.

I do find stories - or literary fiction - an apt form for analyzing the world. And especially for trying to imagine the other. An agenda, again, that seems more important now than ever.

I'll find something in what I read that snags my imagination in emotional terms; it resonates with me for reasons more complicated than just that it seems like it would make a good story.

Being rich and famous seems to have its ups and downs. That's the price you pay for being troubadours and clowns.

You can't buy time. Everything, for me, seems to be a race against time. Especially musically.

I just get up every day and do what seems like the most interesting, fun thing to do.

To work with Kaz on this kind of project is a fascinating process...He seems to be Dogen himself when offering the translations that we Western collaborators then refine with him.

My books have come many years apart and each one seems to reflect a period of experience. Ending the book is like putting a period on a certain movement. Interior and external - both.

A little tantrum in real life seems so much bigger online.

And the very act of living is a tide; at first it seems to make no difference at all, and then one day you look down and see how much pain has eroded

For someone who can’t remember very much, there seems to be a lot I can’t forget.

No one ever asks a kid for her opinion, but it seems to me that growing up means you stop hoping for the best, and start expecting the worst.

Things don't always look as they seem.

What is right, in the end, is not always what it seems to be, and some rules are better broken.

There's a lot of other [than Donald Trump] people that say things you may call insulting, but no one seems to care about that.

It's funny, 'cause you think surfing is your whole life, but then when you make a family it seems like it's not at all.

I've definitely written people e-mails telling them I've loved their stories, but that seems more like a professional journalist thing to do.

What I possess, seems far away to me, and what is gone becomes reality.

The power to prevent violence is a power that no police force seems to have anywhere in the United States.

I often wonder if I am suffering from some mental dysfunction because of how weird and baffling my poetry seems to so many people and sometimes to me too.

It seems to be the sense that once you throw guys in prison they're not going to come out. No, they're going to come out and, you know, what kind of beast have you created from that process?

The deeper our insight into the methods of nature . . . the more incredible the popular Christianity seems to us.

It seems the older you get, the more life comes into focus.

It seems like there'd be no Donald Trump without the internet, first of all. He's a tweeter, which is basically just a bullhorn.

For me, moving is always a big opportunity. Its just a enough of a shift in outlook that every time I move, it seems to open something up.

Things seem to fall apart inevitably.

I do not plan my fiction any more than I normally plan woodland walks; I follow the path that seems most promising at any given point, not some itinerary decided before entry.

Radio is very popular [in Britain], but it doesn't connect us in the same way. It seems to have this community function.

AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!' he screamed. 'So that's Sara,' I said. 'Yes.' 'She seems nice.

Do you know why I left America, Lidewij? So that I would never again have to encounter Americans." "But you are an American." "Incurably so, it seems.

It seems to me that all the things we keep in sealed boxes are both alive and dead until we open the box, that the unobserved is both there and not.

O Time and change! - with hair as gray as was my sire's that winter day, how strange it seems, with so much gone of life and love, to still live on!

Sometimes you have to protect the life of the play. It seems like spelling out mysterious, musical details can destroy a play by making the motivations too clear, too simplex.

It seems that every generation needs its public, tweedy, literary personality to sell its consumer electronics. To whatever degree I can live up to the Plimptonian legacy, I am humble and proud.

People are not what they seem to be according to their looks.

Gender mattered a whole lot less to Shakespeare than it seems to matter to us.