Famous Quotes About Lament
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Top Quotes About Lament
1. "Is there such a thing as a life without any regrets? I've never believed so. We spend our lives aiming for happiness and fulfilment in work, in love and with our friends and family, and yet often our energy is spent lamenting bad boyfriends, wrong career turns, fallouts with friends and opportunities missed. Or is that just me? I admit I'm naturally a glass-half-empty kind of girl, but I know regrets are a burden to happiness and I'm trying to let go of them because I've learned that it's all about choice. You can choose to turn regrets into lessons that change your future. Believe me when I say I'm really trying to do this. But the truth is, I'm failing. Because all I can think right now is: maybe I deserve it. Maybe this is my penance."
Author: Ali Harris
2. "The lamentable expression: 'But it was only a dream", the increasing use of which - among others in the domain of the cinema - has contributed not a little to encourage such hypocrisy, has for a long while ceased to merit discussion."
Author: André Breton
3. "This was 1990 the year that communism died in Europe and it seemed strange to me that in all the words that were written about the fall of the iron curtain, nobody anywhere lamented that it was the end of a noble experiment. I know that communism never worked and I would have disliked living under it myself but none the less it seems that there was a kind of sadness in the thought that the only economic system that appeared to work was one based on self interest and greed."
Author: Bill Bryson
4. "It is a weary lament to lay most acts of violence and aggression, from the strictly local to the truly global, squarely at the feet of men. Yet the association is strong and undeniable"
Author: Bryan Sykes
5. "A única coisa que havia ali dentro era uma cama sem colchão, que ele olhava fixamente. Em cima dela, sua mãe teria chorado e tremido de medo. Em cima dela, teria lamentado sua vida, sofrido as dores do ventre e as do coração. Em cima dela, sua mãe teria conhecido sua desimportância, teria entendido que o mundo podia muito bem continuar sem ela. Em cima dela, sua mãe talvez tivesse desejado morrer. Enfim, em cima daquela cama, sua mãe acabou tendo seu encontro fatal com a morte. E, diante dela, se encontrava agora a explicação para toda aquela dor."
Author: Camilo Gomes Jr.
6. "Era il suono di mille bambini affamati che piangevano, di diecimila vedove che si strappavano i capelli sulle tombe dei mariti, un coro di angeli che intonava l'ultimo lamento nel giorno della morte di dio"
Author: Christopher Moore
7. "Pero si la realidad no es más que un conjuro, y no quieres realmente lo que crees que quieres... —Acerca su cara a mi cara y dice—: Si no tienes libre albedrío. No sabes qué sabes en realidad. Realmente no amas a quien solamente crees que amas. ¿Qué razones te quedan para vivir?"
Author: Chuck Palahniuk
8. "But it is a dangerous error, surely very widespread among Christians, to think that the heart can pray by itself. For then we confuse wishes, hopes, sighs, laments, rejoicings–all of which the heart can do by itself–with prayer. And we confuse earth and heaven, man and God. Prayer does not mean simply to pour out one's heart. It means rather to find the way to God and to speak with him, whether the heart is full or empty. No man can do that by himself. For that he needs Jesus Christ."
Author: Dietrich Bonhoeffer
9. "I thought about soccer in history, the inspiration for wars, truces, rampaging mobs. The game was a global passion, spherical ball, grass or turf, entire nations in spasms of elation or lament. But what kind of sport is it that disallows the use of players' hands, except for the goalkeeper? Hands are essential human tools, the things that grasp and hold, that make, take, carry, create. If soccer were an American invention, wouldn't some European intellectual maintain that our historically puritanical nature has compelled us to invent a game structured on anti-masturbatory principles?"
Author: Don DeLillo
10. "Taut, merry, nervous, expertly mounted, exquisitely clothed, haughty in their bright youth, the chevaliers of France poured from the disheveled clearing. Sunlit, all that morning, they spanned the glittering woods: diamond on diamond, grey on grey, riches on riches; bough and limb indistinguishable; skirts and meadows sewn in the same silks; skulls in antique fantasy knotted with rhizome and leafy with fern frond. Webs, manes, beards, spun the same smokelike filament; rime flashed; jewels sparked, red and fat, on rosebush and ring. Earth and animals wore the same livery. Jazerained in its berries, the oak tree matched their pearls, and paired their brilliant-sewn housings with low mosses underfoot, freshets winking half-ice in the pile."
Author: Dorothy Dunnett
11. "-Aquí tienes a este compañero de tu hijo, que no es solamente un buen muchacho,sino todo un gentil hombre."
Author: Edmundo De Amicis
12. "Si la Historia tuviera una finalidad, que lamentable sería el destino de quienes no hemos hecho nada en la vida. Pero en medio del absurdo general, nos alzamos triunfadores, piltrafas ineficaces, canallas orgullosos de haber tenido razón."
Author: Emil Cioran
13. "Spesso dicevo che la vita era uno schifo.Anche quella frase mi stava fregando, perché avrei dovuto dire: "La mia vita è uno schifo".Allora, magari avrei iniziato a chiedermi se potevo fare qualcosa per cambiarla.Se era tutta colpa del destino, del caso, della sfortuna, o se invece anch'io ne ero colpevole. Perché dire che la vita fa schifo è come dire che non c'è niente che si possa fare.Che bisogna accettarlo come un dato di fatto imprescindibile.Fortuna che poi ho cambiato idea.Fortuna che ho capito che la mia vita ha un valore e quel valore glielo do io con le mie scelte e con il coraggio delle mie decisioni.Ho imparato a pormi una domanda ogni sera prima di addormentarmi: cosa hai fatto oggi per realizzare il tuo sogno, la tua libertà?Alla seconda sera in cui mi sono risposto: "Niente", ho capito quanto in fondo una parte del problema fossi io.Quindi, o smettevo di lamentarmi o iniziavo a darmi da fare."
Author: Fabio Volo
14. "Solamente le tengo miedo a los pendejos ¿por qué? porque... son muchos no se puede cubrir un frente tan amplio y al ser mayoría son peligrosos pueden elegir hasta al presidente."
Author: Facundo Cabral
15. "Nunca mejora su estado quien muda solamente de lugar y no de vida y de costumbres."
Author: Francisco De Quevedo
16. "Alas, where is there still a sea in which one could drown: thus our lament resounds – across shallow swamps."
Author: Friedrich Nietzsche
17. "El secreto de la existencia no consiste solamente en vivir, sino en saber para que se vive."
Author: Fyodor Dostoyevsky
18. "He dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her. Petra Cotes, for her part, loved him more and more as she felt his love increasing, and that was how in the ripeness of autumn she began to believe once more in the youthful superstition that poverty was the servitude of love. Both looked back then on the wild revelry, the gaudy wealth, and the unbridled fornication as an annoyance and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find the paradise of shared solitude. Madly in love after so many years of sterile complicity, they enjoyed the miracle of living each other as much at the table as in bed, and they grew to be so happy that even when they were two worn-out people they kept on blooming like little children and playing together like dogs."
Author: Gabriel García Márquez
19. "The world turns and the world spins, the tide runs in and the tide runs out, and there is nothing in the world more beautiful and more wonderful in all its evolved forms than two souls who look at each other straight on. And there is nothing more woeful and soul-saddening than when they are parted...everyting in the world rejoices in the touch, and everything in the world laments in the losing."
Author: Gary D. Schmidt
20. "A Cabinet Minister, the responsible head of thar most vital of all departments, wandering alone - grieving - sometimes near audibly lamenting - for a door, for a garden!"
Author: H.G. Wells
21. "Permanecí largo rato mirándole, y sentí entonces, lejos aún en mi subconsciente, algo muy singular. Vi que el rostro de Demian no solamente era el de un muchacho, sino el de un hombre, pero me pareció ver todavía algo más: era como si en él hubiera también algo de un rostro de una mujer, y además, por un instante, aquel rostro no me pareció ya viril o infantil, maduro o joven, sino, en cierto modo, milenario; en cierto modo, fuera del tiempo, marcado por edades distintas a la que nosotros vivimos. Los animales pueden presentar ese aspecto, o los árboles, o las estrellas. Yo no lo sabía. No sentí exactamente por entonces esto que ahora describo; pero sí algo semejante. Tampoco supe en forma clara si la figura de Demian me atraía o me repelía. Sólo vi que era distinto de nosotros, que era como un animal, o como un espíritu, o como una pintura; pero distinto, extrañamente distinto de todos nosotros."
Author: Hermann Hesse
22. "Le nace a uno cierta melodía, la canta uno silenciosamente, en el interior solamente; toda la naturaleza individual se posesiona de la tonada y se deja uno llevar por ella por su fuerza y emotividad, y lo notable es que mientras se adueña de uno se olvida lo fortuito, lo banal y lo burdo, nos armoniza con el universo y nos da fuerzas y alas contra nuestra torpeza y depresiones."
Author: Hermann Hesse
23. "No hay ningún mundo ideal que esperar. El mundo es siempre solamente lo que es ahora, y depende de ti ver cómo reaccionar a él"
Author: Isaac Marion
24. "—¿Qué hace? —susurró Minerva ante su extrema cercanía que la incomodaba.—Nada —contestó muy tranquilamente sujetando su portafolios para disimular, su erección comenzaba crecer al tenerla muy cerca y sentía que no podía controlarla. Minerva sentía un hormigueo recorrer todo su cuerpo, bajó la cabeza al sentir la respiración de Rick sobre su cara, no podía retroceder, su cuerpo estaba pegado al espejo del ascensor y al sentir el perfume del pecho de Rick tuvo que controlar el retorcer su cuerpo, la cálida respiración de él sobre su cuello comenzaba a hacerle perder sus sentidos los cuales debía mantener con lucidez."
Author: Itxa Bustillo
25. "Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty."
Author: J.K. Rowling
26. "Soon now, the faint tinkling of a broken filament will become another sound of another century."
Author: Jane Brox
27. "Solo tengo veinte años, pero lamento el día en quemurieron las buenas historias de amor a la antigua."
Author: Jessica Thompson
28. "Everything squeezed, and warm cum spilled over Brent's hand, oozing onto the pillow beside his head. Brent bitterly lamented that he couldn't taste it, but no matter what had been said, one didn't swallow on the first date."
Author: Jet Mykles
29. "Of four infernal rivers that disgorge/ Into the burning Lake their baleful streams;/Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,/Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;/Cocytus, nam'd of lamentation loud/ Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon/ Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage./ Far off from these a slow and silent stream,/ Lethe the River of Oblivion rolls/ Her wat'ry Labyrinth whereof who drinks,/ Forthwith his former state and being forgets,/ Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain."
Author: John Milton
30. "Everyone performs bad actions. I do. Father does. Even you do. A bad person is someone who does not lament his bad actions."
Author: Jonathan Safran Foer
31. "E adesso, permettimi di chiederti come pensi che riuscirai a ottenere i risultati che mi hai elencato.""Seppellirò i miei sentimenti nel profondo di me.""Che cosa intendi per seppellire i tuoi sentimenti?""Anche se saranno fortissimi non li lascerò uscire. Se dovrò piangere, piangerò dentro. Se dovrò sanguinare, mi verranno dei lividi. Se il mio cuore comincerà a dare i numeri, non ne parlerò con nessuno al mondo. Tanto non serve. Rovina solamente la vita a tutti."
Author: Jonathan Safran Foer
32. "Beyond the fence the forest stood up spectrally in the moonlight, and through the dim stir, through the faint sounds of that lamentable courtyard, the silence of the land went home to one's very heart - its mystery, its greatness, the amazing reality of its concealed life."
Author: Joseph Conrad
33. "We're not doing maths again?' Harriet lamented.Lord Winstead looked at Anne with unconcealed curiosity. 'Mathematics? On Rotten Row?''We have been studying measurement,' she informed him. 'They have already measured the average length of their strides. Now they will count their steps and compute the length of the path.''Very nice,' he said approvingly. 'And it keeps them busy and quiet as they count.''You have not heard them count,' Anne told him."
Author: Julia Quinn
34. "A free theologian works in communication with other theologians...He waits for them and asks them to wait for him. Our sadly lacking yet indispensable theological co-operation depends directly or indirectly on whether or not we are wiling to wait for one another, perhaps lamenting, yet smiling with tears in our eyes."
Author: Karl Barth
35. "Mum had a Charles-and-Diana wedding mug that had survived longer than the marriage itself. Mum had worshipped Princess Di and frequently lamented her passing. "Gone," she would say, shaking her head in disbelief. "Just like that. All that exercise for nothing." Diana-worship was the nearest thing Mum had to a religion."
Author: Kate Atkinson
36. "El peor tipo de llanto no era el tipo que todos podían ver, los lamentos en las esquinas, el desgarro de la ropa. No, el peor tipo es cuando tu alma lloraba y no importa lo que hagas, no hay manera de consolarla. Una parte se marchita y se convierte en una cicatriz en la parte de tu alma que sobrevive. Para la gente como Echo y yo, nuestras almas contenían más tejido cicatrizante que vida misma."
Author: Katie McGarry
37. "As I grew older, I understood that instructions came with this voice. What were these instructions? The instructions were never to lament casually. And if one is to express the great inevitable defeat that awaits us all, it must be done within the strict confines of dignity and beauty."
Author: Leonard Cohen
38. "Van Gogh on his brother's upcoming marriage: "It's because he's in Holland, where he's getting married one of these days. Now, while not denying the advantages of a marriage in the very least, once it has been done and one is quietly set up in one's home, the funereal pomp of the reception &c., the lamentable congratulations of two families (even civilized) at the same time, not to mention the fortuitous appearances in those pharmacist's jars where antediluvian civil or religious magistrates sit – my word – isn't there good reason to pity the poor unfortunate obliged to present himself armed with the requisite papers in the places where, with a ferocity unequalled by the cruellest cannibals, you're married alive on the low heat of the aforementioned funereal receptions."
Author: Liesbeth Heenk
39. "I have sincerely tried not to deride the action of men, not to lament nor to abhor them. I have done all in my might to understand them.- Spinoza"
Author: Lion Feuchtwanger
40. "...a person who thinks should not try to persuade others to his belief; that is what puts him on the road to a system; on the lamentable road of the "man of conviction"; politicians like to call themselves that; but what is a conviction? It is a thought that has come to a stop, that has congealed, and "the man of conviction" is a man restricted."
Author: Milan Kundera
41. "Christine wouldn't choose him. But the reader won't forget him. They won't forget the Phantom's lamentations, his life, his love. They love the disfigured Phantom who casts off his mask."
Author: Mizuki Nomura
42. "Living is the opposite of poetry. Poetry is the recollection of living, or, more often than not, the lament of having not lived. Or worse yet, merely the contemplation of living. My advice to you, Ms. Harper, is this: Live. And keep living. And never stop to look back to write about what you have lived and observed and overcome, lest you turn into a pillar of salt. This desert life is already full of such monoliths."
Author: P.S. Baber
43. "I Like For You To Be StillI like for you to be stillIt is as though you are absentAnd you hear me from far awayAnd my voice does not touch youIt seems as though your eyes had flown awayAnd it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouthAs all things are filled with my soulYou emerge from the thingsFilled with my soulYou are like my soulA butterfly of dreamAnd you are like the word: MelancholyI like for you to be stillAnd you seem far awayIt sounds as though you are lamentingA butterfly cooing like a doveAnd you hear me from far awayAnd my voice does not reach youLet me come to be still in your silenceAnd let me talk to you with your silenceThat is bright as a lampSimple, as a ringYou are like the nightWith its stillness and constellationsYour silence is that of a starAs remote and candidI like for you to be stillIt is as though you are absentDistant and full of sorrowSo you would've diedOne word then, One smile is enoughAnd I'm happy;Happy that it's not true"
Author: Pablo Neruda
44. "Gli americani leali potevano tornare a respirare tranquillamente: la loro libertà di fare ciò che gli veniva detto di fare era stata salvaguardata."
Author: Philip K. Dick
45. "Some communities don't permit open, honest inquiry about the things that matter most. Lots of people have voiced a concern, expressed a doubt, or raised a question, only to be told by their family, church, friends, or tribe: "We don't discuss those things here."I believe the discussion itself is divine. Abraham does his best to bargain with God, most of the book of Job consists of arguments by Job and his friends about the deepest questions of human suffering, God is practically on trial in the book of Lamentations, and Jesus responds to almost every question he's asked with...a question."
Author: Rob Bell
46. "The Sea Still Sounds (Già da più notti s'ode ancora il mare)Even more so at night the sea still sounds, Lightly, up and down, along the smooth sands. Echo of an enclosed voice in the mind, that returns in time; and also that assiduous lament of the gulls; birds perhaps of the summits that April drives towards the plain; already you are near to me in that voice; and I wish there might yet come to you from me, an echo of memory, like this dark murmur of the sea."
Author: Salvatore Quasimodo
47. "Por lo que a las novelas largas se refiere, salvo por algunas excepciones, me mostraba bastante desconfiado. Pero 'Jean-Christophe' -de Romain Rolland-, con su empecinado individualismo, sin mezquindad alguna, fue para mí una saludable revelación. Sin él, nunca hubiera conseguido comprender el esplendor y la amplitud del individualismo. Hasta aquel encuentro robado con 'Jean-Christophe', mi pobre cabeza educada y reeducada ignoraba, sencillamente, que fuera posible luchar en solitario contra el mundo entero"."
Author: Sijie Dai
48. "The man who has known pure joy, if only for a moment ... is the only man for whom affliction is something devastating. At the same time he is the only man who has not deserved the punishment. But, after all, for him it is no punishment; it is God holding his hand and pressing rather hard. For, if he remains constant, what he will discover buried deep under the sound of his own lamentations is the pearl of the silence of God."
Author: Simone Weil
49. "Ma quando si trovò a festeggiare il compimento del terzo giorno con un panino duro accompagnato da un piatto di muffa, e si rese conto che gli mancavano centodiciassette giorni da passare a quel modo, capì che non si vive soltanto di aria, acqua, calore, luce, cibo e consapevolezza del tempo.Ma insomma, cos'aveva da lamentarsi? Cosa voleva ancora? Di cosa si vive, oltre che di tutte queste cose?Si vive degli altri.Questa fu la sua conclusione."
Author: Timothée De Fombelle
50. "Alguém perguntou: 'você acha que ela é inteligente?'. Isso me pareceu uma pergunta ultrajante; sério, importa para alguém se ela é inteligente ou não? Sem dúvida basta que um rosto assim exista, embora a própria Garbo possa ter chegado ao ponto de lamentar a trágica responsabilidade de possuí-lo. Não tem graça nenhuma seu desejo de ficar sozinha; claro que deseja isso. Imagino que seja o único momento em que ela não se sente só: se a pessoa percorre um caminho singular, guarda sempre uma certa melancolia, mas não se lamenta em público."
Author: Truman Capote
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