Nameless Quotes - Page 4

• Every time I go to sleep, I know I may never wake up. How could anyone expect to? You drop your tiny, helpless mind into a bottomless well, crossing your fingers and hoping when you pull it out on its flimsy fishing wire it hasn't been gnawed to bones by nameless beasts below.

  Isaac Marion

  Sleep, Fishing, Mind

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• All progressions from a higher to a lower order are marked by ruins and mystery and a residue of nameless rage.

  Cormac McCarthy

  Order, Ruins, Mystery

  Cormac McCarthy (2015). “Blood Meridian: Picador Classic”, p.153, Pan Macmillan

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• Poetry is the way we help give name to the nameless so it can be thought.

  Audre Lorde

  Names, Giving, Way

  Audre Lorde (2012). “Sister Outsider: Essays and Speeches”, p.37, Crossing Press

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• In streams of light I clearly saw The dust you seldom see, Out of which the Nameless makes A Name for one like me... All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance, And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance.

  Leonard Cohen

  Light, Dust, Names

  Leonard Cohen (2008). “Book of Longing”, p.54, McClelland & Stewart

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• Así fue como, obedeciendo a la ley establecida por su madre, y obedeciendo a la ley de esa cosa desconocida y sin nombre, el miedo, se mantuvo alejado de la boca de la cueva.

  Jack London

  Madre, Ley, Cuevas

  Jack London (2011). "La llamada de lo salvaje, Colmillo Blanco", p.207, Bantam Classics

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• We’re in the vanguard of a nameless battle, a battle without arms or bloodshed or glory: we’re in the vanguard of waiting.

  Marguerite Duras

  Waiting, Battle, Arms

  Marguerite Duras (1986). “La douleur”, HarperCollins

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• Above or Love, Hope, Hate or Fear, It lives all passionless and pure: An age shall fleet like earthly year; Its years in moments shall endure. Away, away, without a wing, O'er all, through all, its thought shall fly; A nameless and eternal thing, Forgetting what it was to die.

  Lord Byron

  Hate, Years, Wings

  George Gordon Byron, “When Coldness Wraps This Suffering Clay”

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• ¿Cómo te llamas?", preguntó sorprendida. Pero, por alguna razón, quería saberlo. El hermano de Dean no había sido un tipo malo número cuatro sin nombre. Este vampiro tampoco lo era. Tenía un nombre, una historia, tal vez incluso gente a la que le importaba lo que le sucediera. Mi nombre no es de tu incumbencia -dijo, y siguió mirando por la ventana, a pesar de que allí fuera no había más que ladrillos borrosos. ¿Puedo llamarte None para abreviar?

  Rachel Caine

  Brother, Numbers, Names

  Rachel Caine (2009). “Carpe Corpus: The Morganville Vampires”, p.83, Penguin

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• That a thing made by hand, the work and thought of a single craftsman, can endure much longer than its maker, through centuries in fact, can survive natural catastrophe, neglect, and even mistreatment, has always filled me with wonder. Sometimes in museums, looking at a humble piece of pottery from ancient Persia or Pompeii, or a finely wrought page from a medieval illuminated manuscript toiled over by a nameless monk, or a primitive tool with a carved handle, I am moved to tears. The unknown life of the maker is evanescent in its brevity, but the work of his or her hands and heart remains.

  Susan Vreeland

  Heart, Humble, Hands

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• Lo único que debemos temer es al propio miedo.

  Franklin D. Roosevelt

  Inspiración, Liderazgo, Acoso escolar

  Primer discurso inaugural, 4 mar. 1933 Véase Francis Bacon 7; Montaigne 4; Thoreau 16; Wellington 3

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• Sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart.

  William Wordsworth

  Dulce, Corazón, Sangre

  'Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey' (1798) l. 26

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• A person who searched rooms, brandished pistols, dangled promises of half a million franc fees for nameless services and then wrote instructions to Polish spies might reasonably be regarded with suspicion. But suspicion of what?

  Eric Ambler

  Promise, Spy, Half

  Eric Ambler (2009). “The mask of Dimitrios”, Penguin Classics

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• I was nearly unnerved at my proximity to a nameless thing at the bottom of a pit.

  H. P. Lovecraft

  Fear, Pits, Proximity

  H. P. Lovecraft (2016). “THE WEIRD TALES of H. P. Lovecraft: At the Mountains of Madness, The Call of Cthulhu, The Whisperer in Darkness, The Shunned House, The Outsider, Pickmanäó»s Model, The Picture in the House, The Templeäó_: The Greatest Tales of Horror & Macabre: The Cats of Ulthar, The Shadow over Innsmouth, The Colour Out of Space, The Horror at Red Hook, The Strange High House in the Mist, From Beyond, Dagonäó_”, p.197, e-artnow

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• I am alone. I am here. No one is watching me. In these hours of silence that I cherish, I talk to myself and reflect. That past, entrenched in time, motionless and infinite, has vanished onto thin air. None of it remains. Why, therefore, am I hurting so much? Why did I bring back with me this nameless pain? I followed the path I set for myself, and I have forgiven. I do not want to be chained to hatred or resentment. I want to have the right to live in peace.

  Ingrid Betancourt

  Herir, Dolor, Pasado

  Ingrid Betancourt (2010). “Even Silence Has An End: My Six Years of Captivity in the Colombian Jungle”, p.62, Hachette UK

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• Perdió gran parte de su apetito. Por la noche, una mano invisible la despertaba cada pocas horas. El dolor era fisiológico, una alteración de la sangre. A veces transcurría un minuto entero de pavor sin nombre -el tictac del reloj de cabecera, la luz azul de la luna cubriendo la ventana como pegamento- antes de que recordara el hecho brutal que lo había provocado.

  Jeffrey Eugenides

  Duelo, Noche, Azul

  Jeffrey Eugenides (2011). "La trama matrimonial: una novela", p.78, Macmillan.

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• Gran parte del día me he dedicado a tomar notas sobre los pequeños papeles de Shakespeare, a menudo sin nombre, que son gratificantes para el actor si no los descarta por estar por debajo de su dignidad. Si puedo convertirlo en una charla, podría llamarlo "Sólo una tos y un escupitajo", la frase que tan a menudo utilizan los actores para explicar la falta de oportunidades.

  Alec Guinness

  Opportunity, Theatre, Actors

  Alec Guinness (1997). “My Name Escapes Me: The Diary of a Retiring Actor”, Viking Press

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• Though Jack Nubbins was extremely talented, Quenten Cassidy had viewed the Specter; when he reached down through the familiar layers of gloom and fatigue he generally found more there than a nameless and transient desire to acquire plastic trophies. He and Nubbins were not even in the same ball park.

  John L. Parker Jr.

  Running, Desire, Layers

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• Type production has gone mad, with its senseless outpouring of new types... only in degenerate times can personality (opposed to the nameless masses) become the aim of human development.

  Jan Tschichold

  Mad, Design, Personality

  Jan Tschichold (1995). “The new typography: a handbook for modern designers”, Univ of California Pr

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• You may never learn the names of any of the people you talk to in a dog park, even after many, many hours spent there with them, and many hours of conversation. But if - knock on wood - anything should ever happen to your dog, these nameless non-strangers will rally, sympathize, offer to help, and hold your hand. I know this from experience.

  Susan Orlean

  Dog, Hands, Names

  "The Social Animal" by Susan Orlean, www.newyorker.com. October 1, 2011.

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• Under whatever name or form we worship It, It leads us on to knowledge of the nameless, formless Absolute. Yet, to see one's true Self in the Absolute, to subside into It and be one with
  "It, this is the true Knowledge of the Truth.

  Ramana Maharshi

  Self, Names, Worship

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• That nameless and infinitely delicate aroma of inexpressible tenderness and attentiveness which, in every refined and honorable attachment, is contemporary with the courtship, and precedes the final banns and the rite; but which, like the bouquet of the costliest German wines, too often evaporates upon pouring love out to drink, in the disenchanting glasses of the matrimonial days and nights.

  Herman Melville

  Love, Marriage, Wine

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• Mountain, mountain, mountain,
  marking time. Each
  nameless, wall beyond wall, wavering
  redefinition of
  horizon.

  Denise Levertov

  Wall, Mountain, Horizon

  Denise Levertov (1983). “Poems of Denise Levertov, 1960-1967”, p.128, New Directions Publishing

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• The acute experience of great beauty readily evokes a nameless yearning for something more than earth can offer. Elegant splendor reawakens our spirit's aching need for the infinite, a hunger for more than matter can provide.

  Thomas Dubay

  Needs, Earth, Matter

  Thomas Dubay (1999). “The Evidential Power of Beauty: Science and Theology Meet”, p.56, Ignatius Press

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• La riqueza aumenta, pero algo sin nombre falta siempre a nuestra insuficiente fortuna.

  Horace

  Wealth, Fortune, Insufficient

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• Say, ye oppress'd by some fantastic woes,
  Some jarring nerve that baffles your repose;
  Who press the downy couch, while slaves advance
  With timid eye, to read the distant glance;
  Who with sad prayers the weary doctor tease,
  To name the nameless ever-new disease;
  Who with mock patience dire complaints endure,
  Which real pain and that alone can cure;
  How would ye bear in real pain to lie,
  Despised, neglected, left alone to die?
  How would ye bear to draw your latest breath,
  Where all that's wretched paves the way for death?

  George Crabbe

  Prayer, Pain, Real

  George Crabbe, Reginald Heber, Robert Pollok (1857). “The Poetical Works of Crabbe, Heber, and Pollok: Complete in One Volume”, p.15

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