Seems Quotes

When all choices seem wrong, choose restraint.

Miroslav Holub seems to expect his readers to act like scientists, who are curious in every direction, take nothing for granted, and are willing to accept any truth, however unexpected.

creative thought seems prone to flower in symbols before it ripens to fruit.

You know, when you engage so much with somebody it seems like the subjects never end. You can actually talk forever, and I felt like that with my wife. And at some point we shut up and got married.

A Tory government with a decent mandate seems the only hope of tackling the fiscal catastrophe responsibly.

You may not be down to your final heartbeat, but you may be down to your last paycheck, solution, or thimble of faith. Each sunrise seems to bring fresh reasons for fear.

To me this technical acceptation seems not applicable here, where we have to deal with the simplest moral precepts, and not with psychological niceties of Buddhist philosophy.

It seems that writing chose me. I feel that because I know history, and I know the history of so many cultures; I have lived a large life.

For me a true poem is on the way when I begin to be haunted, when it seems as if I were being asked an inescapable question by an angel with whom I must wrestle to get at the answer.

More than any other beauty (though it is true of all beauty except in art) passion seems to me to have the seeds of its own destruction in it.

Christians already? It seems to me that it takes a lifetime of work.

It's very painful to love someone who is wrestling with either an addiction or a mental illness because you want the best for them. And it seems so hard, and it's frustrating.

To me, the fans just seem so loyal, above anything, which is amazing. What more can you ask for in a fan?

I don't seem to fit to associate with humans.

Everyone seems to be running against a liar, but nobody seems to be one. Odd - I mean, the math doesn't work out.

With The Nightingale, I had been kicking the idea around for years. I was frightened to write it because on the surface it seems so different for me.

Because everyone is someone's child, every woman seems like someone's mother.

Almost everything I say, no matter how innocent my intentions are, seems to get sort of manipulated and sensationalized and turned into some ridiculous news story.

What amazes me is when I see people in their twenties who have families or live a life that seems of a much older person. But that's such a demographic, a socio-economic, cultural, class thing.

For sure, the funeral industry seems intensely cynical to me and I don't think it is HELPING people mourn.

[Donald Trump] is trying to stop immigration into the country from countries where there are major terrorist issues until we can figure out what is going on, but this seems like something else.

At the beginning, all roads seem endless; but they are not!

When the road seems to be endlessly long, increase your speed!

What kind of freak is this kid who's giggling hysterically with the girls in the neighbouring beds, each with a crush on the other for being the same age when the rest of the world seems so old?

She seems sort of lost.' I thought, Lost how? How am I lost? Suddenly I felt lost.

Time. There seems to be vast quantities of the stuff spooling around me in all directions, everywhere i look. Days and hours. Weeks and minutes. Years. The hard part, ive discovered, is filling it.

The removal of Bill Cosby from his cultural pedestal seems pretty complete.

I do feel like there's this Republican Party establishment is in disarray. That's the story that the Donald Trump surge seems to tell.

Romance novels satisfy a very specific fantasy of romantic love that seems to be a powerful part of the female psyche.

It seems totally unfair that the way we look matters so much. I mean, why can't we just get over this gotta-be-thin-and-beautiful thing? Why can't we just accept ourselves and others for what we are?

I would hope that wherever Sheryl Crow, Paula Cole, and Fiona get played is where I'd be played. And right now that seems to be the modern Adult Contemporary market.

An abyss seems to have opened between the intellectual cosmopolites of culture and the people, hungry for word and meaning.

The phrase "singular incredible life" seems to me that it applies more appropriately to Jane Goodall or David Attenborough, people I regard with awe and who stand for great humanism and knowledge.

The work is the most fun; it seems illicit how much fun it is.

I never really got into any records purely thinking of them as a breakup record. I mean, honestly, for me, listening to a breakup record whilst dealing with one seems counterproductive!

Australia seems to strike a balance between big and small. It's big enough to have that diversity, but not so big that it disintegrates into something that is not connected.

That's what really seems to be the more difficult aspect - to have the men break through and challenge the best players in the world.

When I look at the objects that I draw, it seems to me so obvious about the contemporary world - these are our world.

A lot of people would enter restricted sites just to say they can, and then log out. Today, everything related to hacking seems to be for monetary gain.

Basketball is great; no one in Europe seems to believe just how close the spectators can sit to the players.

Everyone's Taking Control Of Me Seems That The World's Got A Role For Me I'm So Confused Will You Show To Me You'll Be There For Me And Care Enough To Bear Me

I can be me, and people seem quite happy with that.

Life's saving graces are love, pleasure, laughter ... wisdom, it seems, is for the Hereafter.

It is all about confidence: 90% mental and 10% physical, that is what basketball is. I live by that and it seems to be working.

To be influenced by a magazine and, say, a Swedish theme, unless it resonates with you, it seems kind of odd and influenced.

John McCain is a liar and flip-flopper and panderer and bully and whiner. And it seems to be working.

It is a stupid presumption to go about despising and condemning as false anything that seems to us improbable; this is a common fault in those who think they have more intelligence than the crowd.

I never seem to be able to sell my films correctly in the U.S. The U.S. defends itself on its own turf.

Every book I've written has been different from the others, and each one seems to have its own timeline, requirements, and formal challenges.

In my view, the critical questions in this era of mass incarceration are: What disturbs us? What seems contrary to expectation? Who do we really care about?