G Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with G. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Giving yourself over to the fine line of a human-like droid means that sometimes you make choices that don't make you feel good, as an actor, and you have to learn to embrace that. No actor will tell you that that's a good place to be.”
“Giving yourself permission to fall for someone is hard. Well, terrifying, really,” he amends. “But sometimes we have to let go of how we think things should go and just let them happen. It’s the simplest and most difficult part of giving a relationship a go.”
Source: Never Date a Doctor
“Giving yourself permission to lose guarantees a loss.”
Source: The winner within: a life plan for team players
“Giving yourself threads doesn't mean you don't believe in yourself in my opinion.”
“Giving, in the form of volunteer work: enhances your immune system, lowers cholesterol levels, strengthens your heart, decreases the incidence of chest pains, and generally reduces stress.”
Source: The Power of Giving: How Giving Back Enriches Us All
“Giving. What flows away from you flows back magnified: Become a joyful giver.”
“Giydiğin elbiseden ziyade duruşundur önemli olan!”
“Giyindim, en iyisi yeniden hayata karışmaktı... Hayata karışmak mı? Kanlı katillerin peşinde koşturmak desene şuna. Evet, hakikat buydu; birilerinin hayatına son veren eylemler, benim için hayatın ta kendisiydi. Hiç de yaman bir çelişki değildi, mesleğim buydu; cinayetler... Katilin işi bittiğinde benimki başlıyordu.”
Source: Beyoğlu'nun En Güzel Abisi
“Giyinip güne başlamak için yataktan kalktıklarında Chani, "Halk senin ne kadar sevgi dolu olduğunu bilse..." dedi.
Ama Paul'ün ruh hali değişmişti. "Sevgi üzerinden siyaset yapılmaz," dedi. "Halkın istediği şey sevgi değildir, çünkü sevgi fazla değişkendir. Halk despotizmi yeğler. Özgürlüğün fazlası kaosa yol açar. Kaosa izin veremeyiz, değil mi? Despotizmi de nasıl sevilir hale getirebilirsin ki?"
Chani eşarbını bağlarken "Sen despot değilsin!" diye karşı çıktı. "Senin kuralların adil."
"Ahh, kanunlar," dedi Paul. Pencereye gidip, dışarıya bakacakmış gibi perdeleri açtı. "Kanun nedir ki? Kontrol mü? Kanunlar kaosu süzgeçten geçirir; böylece ne elde edilir? Sükunet mi? Kanun... en yüce idealimiz ve en temel doğamızdır. Kanunları fazla incelemeyeceksin. Yoksa mantık kılıfına uydurulmuş yorumlar, hukuk safsataları ve taraflıca seçilmiş örnekler bulursun. Sükunet bulursun ki bu ölümün bir başka adıdır, o kadar.”
“Gizemli bir gece, bilinenden ve belirlilikten bıkmış herkes için bir nimettir!”
“Gizemli bir gece öteki gecelerden üstündür çünkü gizemli gece bir yandan aklını harekete geçirir, öte yandan da spritüal yanını uyandırır!”
“Gizemli bir ormana bile gizem katacak kadar gizemli bir adamsan, orman bile kendi gizemini unutur ve meraklı gözlerle senin gizemini anlamaya çalışır!”
“Gizemli bir yolculuk mu arıyorsun? Yaşamın tamamının tamamen gizemli bir yolculuk olduğunu bilmiyor musun?”
“Gizemli güzellik, gizemsiz güzellikten çok daha üstündür!”
“Gizemli insanlarla tanışmak istiyorsan, önce gizemli yolları keşfetmelisin!”
“Gizlenmişi görmek için sen de kendini gizle!”
“Gizli bilgelik bilgelik değildir! Çünkü bilgelik herkesin görebileceği bir şekilde parıldamalıdır!”
“Gizli bir ahşap kulübe, tepede bariz bir yerde duran sağlam bir kaleden daha güvenlidir!”
“Gizli bir yer bul ve ulaşılamaz ol! Ve sonra yalnızlığın sessizliğinde, kalabalıklarda ulaşamayacağın şeyler orada seninle buluşacaklar!”
“Già certi attimi erano impercettibilmente meno soavi, come una musica tenera e lieta che, a poco a poco, ci rattrista e ci stanca. Una cortina d’ombra, adesso, velava certi giorni. Erano passati ormai i momenti di pura gioia. Stavano raggiungendo l’istante in cui felicità e tristezza si fondono in un’oscura convergenza e d’ora in avanti saranno mescolate l’una all’altra come due fiumi che hanno fatto confluire i loro corsi.”
Source: Due
“Già nel 2017, oltre un terzo degli utenti preferiva comunicare con un bot piuttosto che con un umano durante i suoi acquisti.”
Source: Hotel Distribution 2050. (Pre)visioni sul futuro di hotel marketing e distribuzione alberghiera
“Già suo padre, prima di lui, era stato un guaritore di vasi. E così anche lui guariva vasi, e a dire il vero qualsiasi manufatto di ceramica risalente ai Vecchi Tempi, prima della guerra, quando ancora non tutti gli oggetti erano fatti di plastica. Un vaso di ceramica era una cosa meravigliosa, e ogni vaso che guariva diventava un oggetto che amava, e che non dimenticava mai; la forma, la consistenza della ceramica e lo smalto, restava tutto con lui, per sempre.
Quasi nessuno, tuttavia, aveva bisogno del suo lavoro, dei suoi servizi. Ormai rimanevano pochissimi manufatti di ceramica, e chi li possedeva faceva molta attenzione a che non si rompessero.
Sono Joe Fernwright, si disse. Sono il miglior guaritore di vasi al mondo. Io, Joe Fernwright, sono diverso da tutti gli altri uomini.”
Source: Galactic Pot-Healer
“Giáo dục không phải là thâu lượm hàng đống những sự kiện kì dị, mà là luyện óc cho có thể suy nghĩ được những điều không dạy trong sách.”
Source: Luyện Lý Trí
“Giây phút nhìn con thở yếu ớt vì uống quá nhiều thuốc ngủ, cha tưởng chừng tim mình ngừng đập. Dù thế nào, cha cũng phải vững vàng trước mặt mẹ con, nhưng lòng cha hoàn toàn trống rỗng, như thể trái tim đã đi đâu mất rồi. Cha cuống cuồng gọi xe cấp cứu, nhưng bác sĩ nói rằng coi như hết hy vọng, rằng có thể con sẽ phải sống thực vật suốt đời. Dù vậy, họ vẫn dốc lòng cứu con. Con còn ít tuổi, các y bác sĩ đã cố gắng hết sức để mang con trở về bằng mọi giá. Nhìn cảnh ấy, cha cảm động biết chừng nào. Và con hồi sinh một cách thần kỳ như để đáp lại nhiệt huyết của mọi người. Đúng lúc ấy cha đã nghĩ, người tốt hay xấu đều không còn quan trọng...”
“Giả lập”
“Gjerji raises his hand. In English he says, "I like to tell in the words of a great American philosopher what freedom is."
"Say it in your language to your peers," I urge.
Gyerji makes his statement. The class grows silent and thoughtful; there is much nodding. Twain perhaps? Emerson? Diana sidles up and whispers in my ear. "He says to them that freedom is a word when nothing is anymore able to be losed."
Janis Joplin, de-syntaxed.”
Source: Dispatches from the Republic of Otherness
“Gjithë fatkeqësia vjen kur njeriu kërkon të rrojë pa fituar, te fitojë pa punuar, të punojë pa u lodhur.”
“Gjør vi ikke oss selv til dyr når vi kaller den handling som skaper oss dyrisk?”
Source: The Complete Essays
“Glacial pace is actually an incorrect concept. The glaciers move a lot faster and they react a lot faster than people imagine.”
“Glacier blue plasma rippled and sparked across the interior of the portal. “It seems keeping secrets is what you do.”
“Secrets are merely the necessary means. Survival is the end goal. Survival of ourselves, survival of species who do not deserve to be eradicated from the universe. Survival of the universe itself.”
“Survival’s noble and all, but what good is it without the freedom to live as you choose?”
“A question you have the luxury to ask because you survive.”
Source: Rubicon
“Glacier Gray is an unobtrusive gray that contrasts and enhances; bouncing off other shades without taking away from them as it slips into the background to allow other colors to take center stage. Nature’s most perfect neutral, Glacier Gray is a shade that is timeless. Quietly assuring and peacefully relaxing, Glacier Gray, is above all, constant.”
“Glacier National Park in Montana is steadfastly considered to be one of the most beautiful places in the country.”
Source: A Year in the National Parks: The Greatest American Road Trip
“Glaciers are almost gone from Glacier National Park”
“Glad and merry and sweet is the blessed and lovely demeanour of our Lord towards our souls, for he saw us always living in love-longing, and he wants our souls to be gladly disposed toward him . . . by his grace he lifts up and will draw our outer disposition to our inward, and will make us all at unity with him, and each of us with others in the true, lasting joy which is Jesus.”
“Glad it was you and not me," Shane said, and offered Myrin a hand up. "Any brain damage?" "Since the bullet actually passed through his brain, then yes, idiot boy, there's certainly brain damage," Oliver said. "It will pass. His brain's the least fragile thing about him." "You say the nicest things," Myrin said. He was slurring his words, and he threw an arm around Oliver's neck. "Marry me.”
“Glad someone shot deserved to be shot finally,
George Wallace. After you send your basket of balms
And berries for the girls the bomb buried in Birmingham,
After you add your palms to the psalms & palm covered
Caskets of the girls the bomb buried in Birmingham,
I’ll muster a pinch of prayer for you. You are the blind
Protagonist of a story that begins, “In my previous life
My work involved returning runaway slaves to slavery,”
And ends with the image of a black nurse pushing
Your old ass in a wheelchair. Can you guess what black
Folk passing empty cotton fields feel, George Wallace?
I damn you with the opposite of that feeling. I keep thinking
I’m confessing for the first time, the reason I fear you,
And you keep asking why I’m telling this old story again.”
Source: American Sonnets for My Past and Future Assassin
“Glad that I can feel the unfamiliar relief that comes with being alone and wandering at my own pace. It feels like there's infinite space out here, enough that for once I don't need to worry about making mysef fit.”
“Glad that I live am I;
That the sky is blue;
Glad for the country lanes,
And the fall of dew.”
“Glad that's out of my pants. I only have enough room for one large spear of destiny in there.”
Source: Edge of the Veil
“Glad tidings to the one who leaves the world before it leaves him, prepares for his grave before he enters it, and pleases his Lord before he meets Him.”
“Glad to eat ya', I mean meet ya'" - Digger”
“Glad to see word reached you. I forgot my phone and somehow throwing pebbles at random windows seemed like a losing strategy."
"My roommate thinks I'm running drugs," said Dee flatly. "And that you're my dealer."
James blinked. "At least she thought I looked enterprising."
"She said you looked homeless."
James straightened the sleeves of his orange leather jacket. "It's vintage”
Source: The Hearts We Sold
“Glad to see you’re still breathing.” – Caleb “Glad to be breathing.” – Nick”
“Glad would he have been to know its fate who wrought it slowly long ago', comments the narrator; and his comment shows that the ancient smith was not glad, did not know, was condemned to defeat and death and oblivion in the barrows. Still, even after thousands of years hope should not be lost; nor relied on.”
“Glad you like it."
"No. I love it."
He grunted. "You ready?"
"Ready for what?"
"For me to ask you to dinner yet."
Her pulse tripped all over itself. Got up. Tripped again. "Did you think you needed to build a pergola to convince me?"
"No. I, uh..." He tossed down the rag, shoved his hands into his pockets. "I needed something to keep me busy while I worked up the nerve to ask.”
Source: It Happened One Summer
“Glad you're here.”
“Glad you're up to mocking.'
'I hope it's the last thing about me to go.”
Source: The Wicked King
“Glad you're back to normal. The makeup and the dress were a lot more intimidating than the dagger." "Get going, Sparky, before I skewer you." "Sparky?”
“Glad-tidings to he who knows his own faults more than other people know it.”
“Gladiators of the Sun
by Sami Abouzid
Life before Gladiators of the Sun—my first electronic symphony—
was a different world entirely.
A world of searching, shaping, and silent dreaming.
But the moment I created that first note,
everything changed.
A new universe opened, one that only I could hear,
feel, and bring to life.
Gladiators of the Sun wasn’t just music—
it was a revolution inside my soul.
It gave me my voice.
It carved my identity into sound,
and lit the path for what would become
300 symphonies,
each one echoing the fire that started it all.
That first symphony still lives in me—
forever in my heart.
It was the beginning of the Sami Abouzid style,
a sonic language no one else could speak,
born from pure vision, emotion, and truth.
From that moment on, I never looked back.
I created endlessly,
fearlessly,
passionately—
building worlds where others only heard sound.
Enjoy my music.
Because when you listen,
you’re not just hearing notes—
you’re hearing the story of a soul that dared to dream.
— Sami Abouzid”