Grim Quotes

1. "Sintió entonces de que modo la felicidad está cerca de las lágrimas."
Author: Albert Camus

2. "It had butterfly wings, like flakes of patterned wax. Under the wings it had a hairy body with tiny horns. Its fur looked very dry in the hot summer rays. It had an ox's head, no bigger than her thumbnail, with a pink muzzle drawn into a grimace. A white splodge between its nostrils. The impossible detail of a scar on its bottom lip. There was warmth and a heartbeat in its body like that of a newborn chick."
Author: Ali Shaw

3. "The light in that room was a glow; I seem to remember the color green, or perhaps flowers. A pale green sheet covered his inert body but not his head, which lay (eyes closed, mouth set in a tense and terrible grimace) unmoving. Gianluca. Barely able to see, barely able to stand - my knees kept buckling – and breathing so quietly I thought that I, too, might die; that out of shock, I would just drift away, the shell of my body cracking open. No longer anchored by my brother's love, I would be reabsorbed by sky. Gianluca. If there was never another sound in the world, I would understand – yes, that would be appropriate, it would be fitting. This was the antithesis of music, the antithesis of noise. My brother's death seemed to demand silence of all the world. Gianluca."
Author: Antonella Gambotto Burke

4. "Every fairy tale offers the potential to surpass present limits, so in a sense the fairy tale offers you freedoms that reality denies. In all great works of fiction, regardless of the grim reality they present, there is an affirmation of life against the transience of that life, an essential defiance. The affirmation lies in the way the author takes control of reality by retelling it in his own way, thus creating a new world. Every great work of art, I would declare pompously, is a celebration, an act of insubordination against the betrayals, horrors and infidelities of life. The perfection and beauty of form rebels against the ugliness and shabiness of the subject matter. This is why we love "Madame Bovary" and cry for Emma, why we greedily read "Lolita" as our heart breaks for its small, vulgar, poetic and defiant orphaned heroine."
Author: Azar Nafisi

5. "I spilled my cup of coffee straight onto my crotch. Superior heat retention has its drawbacks. I grimaced as the scalding liquid reached ground zero, but as I did my best to angle my jeans away from the Resnick family's last hope, my seatmate decided to dispose of her hoodie.I juggled two pressing needs:1) Protect the nethers.2) Leer"
Author: B. Justin Shier

6. "We arrived at the police station and they parked and did the whole ‘hassle and grimace' routine. I inwardly rolled my eyes. I mean really. ‘Hey Bob, looks like you had your hands full today.' ‘Yeah Bill, she was a murderer; killed a boy.' Oh geez, gimme a break. I'm fourteen years old and it was an accident. Yes, I'm totally the highlight of the day. I mean, lunatic Joe over there who murdered twelve people and committed burglary so isn't important."
Author: Bella Shadow

7. "The way of trust is a movement into obscurity, into the undefined, into ambiguity, not into some predetermined, clearly delineated plan for the future. The next step discloses itself only out of a discernment of God acting in the desert of the present moment. The reality of naked trust is the life of the pilgrim who leaves what is nailed down, obvious, and secure, and walks into the unknown without any rational explanation to justify the decision or guarantee the future. Why? Because God has signaled the movement and offered it his presence and his promise."
Author: Brennan Manning

8. "On Saturday afternoons I used to go for a walk with my mother. From the dusk of the hallway, we stepped at once into the brightness of the day. The passerby, bathed in melting gold, had their eyes half-closed against the glare, as if they were drenched with honey, upper lips were drawn back, exposing the teeth. Everyone in this golden day wore that grimace of heat–as if the sun had forced his worshippers to wear identical masks of gold. The old and the young, women and children, greeted each other with these masks, painted on their faces with thick gold paint; they smiled at each other's pagan faces–the barbaric smiles of Bacchus."
Author: Bruno Schulz

9. "Retrato de Mulher Triste Vestiu-se para um baile que não há.Sentou-se com suas últimas jóias.E olha para o lado, imóvel.Está vendo os salões que se acabaram,embala-se em valsas que não dançou,levemente sorri para um homem.O homem que não existiu.Se alguém lhe disser que sonha,levantará com desdém o arco das sobrancelhas,Pois jamais se viveu com tanta plenitude.Mas para falar de sua vidatem de abaixar as quase infantis pestanas,e esperar que se apaguem duas infinitas lágrimas."
Author: Cecília Meireles

10. "Because it is the triumph of a lack of planning –both for good and bad. It's chaos –and whether you say that with a gasp of despair or glee or both is up to you. Whereas Paris (certainly in the centre) is the success of a single overarching monomaniacal topographic vision, London is a chaotic patchwork of history, architecture, style, as disorganised as any dream, and like any dream possessing an underlying logic, but one that we can't quite make sense of, though we know it's there. A shoved-together city cobbled from centuries of distinct aesthetics disrespectfully clotted in a magnificent triumph of architectural philistinism. A city of jingoist sculptures, concrete caryatids, ugly ugly ugly financial bombast, reconfiguration. A city full of parks and gardens, which have always been magic places, one of the greenest cities in the world, though it's a very dirty shade of green –and what sort of grimy dryads does London throw up? You tell me."
Author: China Miéville

11. "Smeared with grime. His attention was on the rise and fall of the breakers and his uncovered hands were clasped tightly at his back. Behind him, in a deep and narrow ditch, one could"
Author: Claudy Conn

12. "We were the only black family in an estate with 1,000 white families. Liverpool being quite racist in the Sixties, it was a bit grim growing up."
Author: Craig Charles

13. "Blake opened his beautiful green eyes. He tried to smile, but it was just a grimace. "Livia. I love you too. Smile again."She hated his words. They were a goodbye. "I can't smile, I have to run. I have to get help." She tried to stand and felt the gentle pressure of his hand on her thigh."Smile again." He worked to keep his eyes open.Livia picked up the hand that had stopped her. She lifted it to her lips and kissed every knuckle. By the time Livia tried to smile, only one of his green eyes was focused on her face. Her forced smile used all the wrong muscles."Good enough," he joked."
Author: Debra Anastasia

14. "Marvin trudged on down the corridor, still moaning. "...and then of course I've got this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left hand side...""No?" said Arthur grimly as he walked along beside him. "Really?""Oh yes," said Marvin, "I mean I've asked for them to be replaced but no one ever listens.""I can imagine."
Author: Douglas Adams

15. "La belleza de cualquier clase, en su manifestación suprema excita inevitablemente el alma sensitiva hasta hacerle derramar lágrimas."
Author: Edgar Allan Poe

16. "Uma lágrima ousou escorrer por entre uma das rugas, vales erodidos pela roda dentada do tempo que tem talhado minha face desde idade tenra."
Author: Filipe Russo

17. "Eu pus cada lágrima sob a lente do microscópio numa placa de Petri."
Author: Filipe Russo

18. "Whether as victim, demon, or hero, the industrial worker of the past century filled the public imagination in books, movies, news stories, and even popular songs, putting a grimy human face on capitalism while dramatizing the social changes and conflicts it brought."
Author: George Packer

19. "We only have babies when we're young enough not to know how grim life turns out."
Author: Gregory Maguire

20. "Kaldar picked up a rock and tossed it into the clearing. It landed between two wards. A green stem shot out of the ground, and a hail of needle-thin thorns peppered the soil, striking sparks off the rock. "You got any money on you?""No."Kaldar grimaced. "What do you have?"William made a mental inventory of some twenty-odd items he'd pulled out of the Mirror's bag of tricks and hid in his clothes this morning. Not much he could part with. "A knife," he said. "Fine. I'll bet my knife against your knife that I can walk through there unharmed."
Author: Ilona Andrews

21. "Every inflection and every gesture a lie, every smile a grimace."
Author: Ingmar Bergman

22. "It is grim reading', he said. ‘I fear their end was cruel. Listen! We cannot get out. We cannot get out. They have taken the Bridge and second hall.... Then there are four lines smeared so that I can only read went 5 days ago. The last lines run: the pool is up to the wall at Westgate. The Watcher in the Water took Óin. We cannot get out. The end comes, and then drums, drums in the deep. I wonder what that means. The last thing written is in a trailing scrawl of elf-letters: they are coming. There is nothing more.' Gandalf paused and stood in silent thought."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

23. "Anhele el amor, Marcus. Haga de él su más hermosa conquista, su única ambición. Después de los hombres, habrá otros hombres. Después de los libros, hay otros libros. Después de la gloria, hay otras glorias. Después del dinero, hay más dinero. Pero después del amor, Marcus, después del amor, no queda más que la sal de las lágrimas."
Author: Joël Dicker

24. "The Word of God gives wounded Christian the victory. God renews his hope with His own promises, and Christian gives the Destroyer a deadly thrust resulting in a mortal wound to the enemy of the pilgrim's soul. Christian on his own could not defeat Apollyon. The sword of the Word of God is the only instrument that can accomplish such a task.4."
Author: John Bunyan

25. "Renee: "The Greek government doesn't know that I found anything that day in the temple. And they for sure wouldn't want to know about the little mess I left behind." She grimaced.Trout: "Little mess? You started a freakin' cave in, you moron. Nice work by the way. Way to keep up international relations. ‘Uh, yeah, hi, I'm Renée, I'm an American. I'm here to, you know, like, drink all your wine, trash the joint, steal all your valuable shit and then bolt the country.' Why didn't you just drop your shorts and pee in the Parthenon?"
Author: John C. Stipa

26. "He grimaced. ‘Jesus, for a girl who made tea for a living you make a terrible cup.'‘You're just used to lesbian tea,' I said. ‘All that lapsang souchong herbal stuff.'‘Lesbian tea!' He almost choked. ‘Well, it's better than this stair varnish. Christ. You could stand a spoon up in that."
Author: Jojo Moyes

27. "Perguntamo-nos o que viemos cá fazer, que lágrima foi que guardámos para verter aqui, e porquê, se as não chorámos em tempo próprio, talvez por ter sido então menor a dor que o espanto, só depois é que ela veio, surda, como se todo o corpo fosse um único músculo pisado por dentro, sem nódoa negra que de nós mostrasse o lugar do luto."
Author: José Saramago

28. "This is all quite fascinating," Grimalkin said, his voice slurring in my ears, "but instead of posing and scratching the ground like rutting peacocks, perhaps you should look to the girl."
Author: Julie Kagawa

29. "Remind me to kill Grimalkin next time we see him."
Author: Julie Kagawa

30. "The Nevernever is dying, human. It grows smaller and smaller every decade. Too much progress, too much technology. Mortals are losing their faith in anything but science. Even the children of man are consumed by progress. They sneer at the old stories and are drawn to the newest gadgets, computers, or video games. They no longer believe in monsters of magic. As cities grown and technology takes over the world, belief and imagination fade away, and so do we.""What can we do to stop it?" I whispered."Nothing." Grimalkin raised a hind leg and scratched an ear. "Maybe the Nevenever will hold out till the end of the world. Maybe it will disappear in a few centuries. Everything dies eventually, human."
Author: Julie Kagawa

31. "The gremlin stopped, blinking up at me with an almost hurt expression. 'Master punish bad kitty?' he said in a pitiful voice.'No I'm not going to punish the bad kitty,' I said and Grimalkin snorted.'And you aren't either. I want to talk to you. Will you stay and not run off if we let you go?'He bobbed his head, as best as he could while his ears were gripped tightly by Puck. 'Master wants Razor stay, Razor stay. Not move until told. Promise."
Author: Julie Kagawa

32. "Bad kitty!" he screeched, snarling and baring his fangs at Grimalkin, who yawned and turned away to groom his tail. "Evil, evil, sneaky kitty! Bite your head off in your sleep, I will! Hang you by your toes and set you on fire! Burn, Burn!"-Razor"
Author: Julie Kagawa

33. "My mother grimaces, clearly on to my BS. She's what you'd call a health fanatic times one hundred, from the raw-ful cuisine she makes us eat to her handmade sanitary napkins (no joke: the woman actually uses kitchen sponges), and so, pepperoni-and-cheese-laden pizza ranks right up there with what fur coats are to PETA."
Author: Laurie Faria Stolarz

34. "Nothing could quiet a happy crowd of kids like Mr. Holgren's unannounced appearance -- he loved superintending; he was made for it. So when he marched in that morning with a determined look on his face, we froze. Boys and girls recognize sinister as handily as dogs do. Here it was. My best guess now is he'd got it in his head to try "relating" to us -- but when he produced a paper pilgrim's hat from behind his back and put it on his own head, I think we all nearly bolted."
Author: Leif Enger

35. "For that matter, all this, is there a God? Corlis -- I don't care!""Huh," I considered. "I guess I don't either"."Most people don't! All they care about," he added grimly, "is being right"."
Author: Lionel Shriver

36. "Public discourse has been polluted now for decades by corporate-funded disinformation - not just with climate change but with a host of health, environmental and societal threats. The implications for the planet are grim."
Author: Michael E. Mann

37. "Man is a creature who walks in two worlds and traces upon the walls of his cave the wonders and the nightmare experiences of his spiritual pilgrimage."
Author: Morris West

38. "Las lágrimas que no se lloranesperan en pequeños lagos?O serán ríos invisiblesque corren hacia la tristeza?"
Author: Pablo Neruda

39. "Siento una punzada en el borde de mi corazón. Se trata de un dolor que viene con más lágrimas. Demasiada agua. Debe ser porque el hielo polar se está derritiendo. Debo ser la prueba viviente del efecto invernadero."
Author: Phoebe Stone

40. "The call to delight in our heavenly Father is not one that can be rightly obeyed with bootstrap effort. One cannot grimly determine to rejoice in the grace of God. The only way to rejoice the way David did is to be overcome with emotion. David's joyous dance was true to who he was and true to how he felt about God. It was David becoming like a child, so much so that he insisted on giving in to his willingness, even his eagerness, to become undignified."
Author: R.C. Sproul Jr.

41. "Dad finally stopped in a section of the house that looked like it hadn't been used since Alice was here. The furniture was covered in heavy drop cloths, and a thick layer of dust and grime coated the portraits on the wall. In front of us was a heavy oak door, and when Dad pushed it open, I half expected someone's crazy locked-away wife to spring out at us."
Author: Rachel Hawkins

42. "They had painted a lady leaning her arms on the sill of the window. This lady was waiting for a husband. Her flesh was slack and she was some forty-five years old. Perhaps she had been waiting since she was fifteen. A rose and mauve lady that had not yet gathered her flesh and her beauty into dark clothes, and still waited, like a rose stripped of its petals, with her faded colors and her artificial smile, bitter as a grimace."
Author: Rafael Sánchez Ferlosio

43. "As many thoughts in succession substantiate themselves, we shall by and by stand in a new world of our own creation, and no longer strangers and pilgrims in a traditionary globe. My friends have come to me unsought.... Will these, too, seperate themselves from me again, or some of them? I know not, but I fear it not; for my relation to them is so pure, that we hold by simple affinity, and the Genius of my life being thus social, the same affinity will exert its energy on whomsoever is as noble as these men and women, wherever I may be."
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson

44. "I venture to say Kierkegaard meant that truth has lost its force with us and horrible pain and evil must teach it to us again, the eternal punishments of Hell will have to regain their reality before mankind turns serious once more. I do not see this. Let us set aside the fact that such convictions in the mouths of safe, comfortable people playing at crisis, alienation, apocalypse and desperation, make me sick. We must get it out of our heads that this is a doomed time, that we are waiting for the end, and th rest of it, mere junk from fashionable magazines. Things are grim enough without these shivery games. People frightening one another--a poor sort of moral exercise. But, to get to the main point, the advocacy and praise of suffering take us in the wrong direction and those of us who remain loyal to civilization must not go for it. You have to have the power to employ pain, to repent, to be illuminated, you must have the opportunity and even the time."
Author: Saul Bellow

45. "That's right! Besides, like I'd ever let my sister drown my pet butterflies. I regularly whip her butt in Grimmnastics class."
Author: Shannon Hale

46. "Should he start out on a psychotherapeutic pilgrimage, he sets out on an adventure in narration. The principle of explanation consists of getting the story told - somehow, anyhow - in order to discover how it begins. (21)"
Author: Sheldon B. Kopp

47. "-É fácil olhar para as pessoas e fazer rápidos juizos de valor sobre elas,sobre o seu presente e passado. Contudo, ficarias espantada com a dor e as lágrimas que um pequeno sorriso esconde. O que uma pessoa mostra ao mundo é apenas uma faceta mínima do icebergue que esconde. E, mais vezes do que pensas, está coberto de fendas e marcas que o atravessam até á base da alma."
Author: Sherrilyn Kenyon

48. "Grim sighed heavily. "I swear I'm getting a migraine.""My mom suffers from those a lot, too.""Being around you, I imagine she does."
Author: Sherrilyn Kenyon

49. "..."Fun?" you ask. "Weren't feminists these grim-faced, humorless, antifamily, karate-chopping ninjas who were bitter because they couldn't get a man?" Well, in fact the problem was that all too many of them HAD gotten a man, married him, had his kids, and then discovered that, as mothers, they were never supposed to have their own money, their own identity, their own aspirations, time to pee, or a brain. And yes, some women indeed became bad-tempered as a result. After all, no anger, no social change."
Author: Susan J. Douglas

50. "I realized then how much alike we were. Both of us looked backwards to a beloved time that was lost to us, a time where everything had been beautiful. Both of us looked forward to some time and place that would be better. And both of us were here, now, in a grim, unhappy time where little was as we wanted it to be. We lived in our memories and in our hopes, enduring the present because we had no other choice, and because we loved the people who lived here with us."
Author: Susan Palwick

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