The Universe is stranger than we imagine!
I was assailed by memories of a life that wasn't mine anymore, but one in which I'd found the simplest and most lasting joys.
Poor strangers, they have so much to be afraid of.
The true Christian is in all countries a pilgrim and a stranger.
One can show no greater respect than to weep for a stranger.
I don't think being obsessed with sex is any stranger than being obsessed with stamp collecting.
A Literary Society is the most proper form for the introduction of our Order into any state where we are yet strangers.
Tis strange,-but true; for truth is always strange; Stranger than fiction: if it could be told, How much would novels gain by the exchange! How differently the world would men behold!
The Christian religion is a stranger to mere despotic power. The mildness so frequently recommended in the Gospel is incompatible with the despotic rage.
It was a train full of strangers, and they were all the same.
I feel like I've spent the last five years of my life on the road. It hasn't affected my songs but it's probably affected everything else about me. Obviously, the more you travel, the wilder the things that keep happening to you, the more likely it is you'll get complete strangers knocking on your hotel room door.
Admiration and familiarity are strangers.
For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men. This I have known ever since I stretched out my fingers to the abomination within that great gilded frame; stretched out my fingers and touched a cold and unyielding surface of polished glass.
We had lain together, skin on skin, been as close as two people could, and he was a stranger. He was that someone who you are afraid of as a child, stranger. They never told you that stranger might be someone you knew.
I want to live in a place where strangers rush to help someone in distress.
I not only lived physically away from my native land, but the values and critical judgments of those closest to me became stranger and stranger.
A stranger is shot in the street, you hardly move to help. But if, half an hour before, you spent just ten minutes with the fellow and knew a little about him and his family, you might just jump in front of his killer and try to stop it. Really knowing is good. Not knowing, or refusing to know is bad, or amoral, at least. You can’t act if you don’t know.
sleepin with strangers will have you waking with enemies!
Stranger, pause and ask thyself the question, Canst thou do likewise? If not, with a blush retire.
When I was small, my most serious handicap was a painful bashfulness in the presence of strangers.