In my later years I have looked in the mirror each day and found a happy person staring back. Occasionally I wonder why I can be so happy. The answer is that every day of my life I've worked only for myself and for the joy that comes from writing and creating. The image in my mirror is not optimistic, but the result of optimal behavior.
You can't cross a sea by merely staring into the water.
I shall never forget what I saw at the Museum of Modern Art: in a spotless schoolroom, fifty little girls painting away at tables covered with brushes, pots, tubes, bowls, staring into space and sticking out their tongues like the clever animals that ring a bell, tongues lolling and eyes vague. Teachers supervise these young creators of abstract art and slap their wrists if what they paint represents something and dangerously inclines toward realism. The mothers - still at the Picasso stage - are not admitted.
Staring at him the way she might stare at a beloved place she was not sure she would ever see again, trying to commit the details to memory, to paint them on the backs of her eyelids that she might see it when she shut her eyes to sleep.
You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water. Don't let yourself indulge in vain wishes.
I could stare at you for a lifetime. It would never grow old. " "Even when I'm old?" "Even then.
It is the way to educate your eye and more. Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop.
Romulan or Vulcan?' the ushers asked each guest. Marion, who had been poised to say 'friends of the bride' had responded to the question with an open-mouthed stare, and Jay Omega answered, 'Klingon!" which got them seats in the back row of the Romulan side.
All that we are not stares back at what we are.
She stood in his kitchen, watching him toy with the ring in his lip. It wasn't quite that he was biting it, but sucking it into his mouth. He did that when he was concentrating. It isn't sexy. He's not sexy. But he was, and she was staring at him like a fool. "wow" she whispered (. . . . . )"Wow, huh?" His voice was low, husky. His chair creaked as he stood. His footsteps seemed strangely loud as he closed the couple yards between them. Then he was beside her. "I can work with wow
wan i say u ever there i didnt mean to stare but my mind was ever were i wanna know you!
If this code works, it was written by Paul DiLascia. If not, I don't know who wrote it. . I'll be laughing when I'm old and and all my programmer friends have gone alexic from staring at too many tiny pixels
The Globe' is one of the most terrifying theatres in London. It's that mob element - everyone packed in and staring up at you.
How men envy and often hate these warm clocks, these wives, who know they will live forever. So what do we do? We men turn terribly mean, because we can't hold to the world or ourselves or anything. We are blind to continuity, all breaks down, falls, melts, stops, rots, or runs away. So, since we cannot shape Time, where does that leave men? Sleepless. Staring.
It is very hard to stay alive just for your own sake. It is very hard to stare into day after day without another familiar face staring back. It turns your heart into a purposeless muscle.
They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.
She had an immense curiosity about life, and was constantly staring and wondering.
I got this Jesus tattoo on my wrist when I was 18 because I know that it's always going to be a part of me. When I'm playing, it's staring right back at me, saying, 'Remember where you came from. '
You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.
Being a scientist and staring immensity and eternity in the face every day is as grand and inspiring as it gets.