In this world,” Franny once observed, “just as you’re trying to think of yourself as memorable, there is always someone who forgets that that they have met you.
And on that evening when we grow older still we'll speak about these two young men as though they were two strangers we met on the train and whom we admire and want to help along. And we'll want to call it envy, because to call it regret would break our hearts.
He had once thought it was strange to have a friend you'd never met. Now it was even stranger, losing a friend you'd never really had
I was fourteen years old when I went to my first suffrage meeting. Returning from school one day, I met my mother just setting out for the meeting, and I begged her to let me go along.
I never met one interesting mind that was not richly endowed with inadmissible deficiencies.
I met with an accident on the way to the track; I arrived safely.
I have met a few Casanovas I like and a few I have not liked - and I hope to meet a few more.
Each of us is our own story, but none of us is only our own story. The arc of my own personal story is inexplicably and intrinsically linked to the story of my parents and the story of my neighbor and the story of the kid that I met one time. All of us are linked in ways that we don't always see. We are never simply ourselves.
You have to enjoy being a woman. Why should being a woman be such a negative thing where you always have to improve yourself? I have never in my entire life met a man who didn't want to go to bed with me because I was too fat.
You are an atrocious person! Since the day I met you I have become steadily more depraved.
Ever since I've met you, I've swept you off my feet.
You dont know me, you just met me, well if i couldnt have it. . silly rabbit, why ya sweat me
I met a man once who told me that far from believing in the square root of minus one, he didn't believe in minus one. This is at any rate a consistent attitude.
I've never done a blind date but my parents met on a blind date.
Do not submit. It is extremely critical that repression be met full head-on and that it be resisted with every fiber in our being. There is just absolutely no compromise that can be made with it.
I've never met a color I couldn't love.
Anyone who says I would never hit a woman hasn't met my x girlfriend.
Once there was a man who was afraid of his shadow. Then he met it. Now he glows in the dark.
I first met my wife in the tunnel of love. She was digging it at the time.
I never met a writer who wasn't lazy.