I Quotes
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“I am living at the Villa Borghese. There is not a crumb of dirt anywhere, nor a chair misplaced. We are all alone here and we are dead.”
Source: Tropic of Cancer
“I am living breathing freedom.”
“I am living here and now. The blessing of my life is that I am totally concentrating on the present moment. And I want to be because there is nothing but the present moment.”
“I am living in a nightmare, from which from time to time I wake in sleep.”
Source: The Lathe Of Heaven: A Novel
“I am living in hell from one day to the next. But there is nothing I can do to escape. I don't know where I would go if I did. I feel utterly powerless, and that feeling is my prision. I entered of my own free will, I locked the door, and I threw away the key.”
“I am living in Norway, where I am under the care of the best cancer doctor in Norway and I can be closer to my family.”
“I am living in paradise.”
Source: Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
“I am living in the Africa I have always longed for, always felt stirring in my blood.”
Source: Africa in My Blood: An Autobiography in Letters : the Early Years
“I am living in the Google years, no question of that. And there are advantages to it. When you forget something, you can whip out your iPhone and go to Google. The Senior Moment has become the Google moment, and it has a much nicer, hipper, younger, more contemporary sound, doesn't it? By handling the obligations of the search mechanism, you almost prove you can keep up.... You can't retrieve you life (unless you're on Wikipedia, in which case you can retrieve an inaccurate version of it).”
“I am living in world full of lost hope and discrimination. I am living a life in which social equality does not exist and I am not sure that it ever can, or if once upon a time it ever did.”
Source: The Conversation Starts Here: A Perspective of Self, Culture, and the American Society
“I am living life daringly.”
Source: Think Great: Be Great!
“I am living my dreams.”
Source: Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
“I am living my real life, this is it. Now is now, and if I waited to be happier, waited to have fun, waited to do the things that I know I ought to do, I might never get the chance.”
“I am living on hope and faith ... a pretty good diet when the mind will receive them.”
“I am living out my adolescent dream of travel and adventure.”
“I am living permanently in my dream, from which I make brief forays into reality.”
Source: Images: my life in film
“I am living proof that everything heals within time.”
Source: Dying on The Inside and Suffocating on The Outside
“I am living proof that if you catch prostate cancer early, it can be reduced to a temporary inconvenience, and you can go back to a normal life.”
“I am living proof that money cannot buy friendship.”
“I am living proof that no matter how bad life gets, it gets better.”
“I am living proof that the American dream still exists. It is still alive and well. There is only one trick, you have to be willing to roll up your sleeves and work very, very hard.”
“I am living proof that uncertainty is vastly underrated and often times a blessing in disguise.”
“I am Living proof that you don't have to be an insider to be knowledgeable about Fashion and have an impact on the industry.”
“I am living testimony to the moral force of non-violence. I know there's nothing weak - nothing passive - nothing naïve - in the creed and lives of Gandhi and King.”
“I am living today as someone I had not yet become yesterday and tonight I will borrow only pieces of who I am today to carry with me to tomorrow.”
“I am living two distinctly different lives. One is in my head and heart consisting of my deepest love, truth, insecurities and fears. The other is the one I see in the material.”
“I am living with a rising generation which talks like people coming out of ether.”
Source: This Demi-paradise: A Westchester Diary
“I am living. I remember you.”
Source: What the Living Do: Poems
“I am loaded down to the guards with educational, benevolent, and other miscellaneous public work, I must not attempt to do more. I cannot without neglecting imperative duties.”
“I am local, rural, communal. And I find that the whole world is a community. We have made progress in asserting our local community rights globally. We shall continue to do so.”
“I am locked in a game of gods,
In a maze where exits are mirages
That tease the ending of this madness.”
Source: The Existential Crisis of the Crayon Poet
“I am locked in a little cedar box
with a picture of shepherds pasted onto
the central panel between carvings.
The box stands on curved legs.
It has a gold, heart-shaped lock
and no key. I am trying to write my
way out of the closed box
redolent of cedar. Satan
comes to me in the locked box
and says, I’ll get you out. Say
My father is a shit. I say
my father is a shit and Satan
laughs and says, It’s opening.
Say your mother is a pimp.
My mother is a pimp. Something
opens and breaks when I say that.
My spine uncurls in the cedar box
like the pink back of the ballerina pin
with a ruby eye, resting beside me on
satin in the cedar box.
Say shit, say death, say fuck the father,
Satan says, down my ear.
The pain of the locked past buzzes
in the child’s box on her bureau, under
the terrible round pond eye
etched around with roses, where
self-loathing gazed at sorrow.
Shit. Death. Fuck the father.
Something opens. Satan says
Don’t you feel a lot better?
Light seems to break on the delicate
edelweiss pin, carved in two
colors of wood. I love him too,
you know, I say to Satan dark
in the locked box. I love them but
I’m trying to say what happened to us
in the lost past. Of course, he says
and smiles, of course. Now say: torture.
I see, through blackness soaked in cedar,
the edge of a large hinge open.
Say: the father’s cock, the mother’s
cunt, says Satan, I’ll get you out.
The angle of the hinge widens
until I see the outlines of
the time before I was, when they were
locked in the bed. When I say
the magic words, Cock, Cunt,
Satan softly says, Come out.
But the air around the opening
is heavy and thick as hot smoke.
Come in, he says, and I feel his voice
breathing from the opening.
The exit is through Satan’s mouth.
Come in my mouth, he says, you’re there
already, and the huge hinge
begins to close. Oh no, I loved
them, too, I brace
my body tight
in the cedar house.
Satan sucks himself out the keyhole.
I’m left locked in the box, he seals
the heart-shaped lock with the wax of his tongue.
It’s your coffin now, Satan says.
I hardly hear;
I am warming my cold
hands at the dancer’s
ruby eye—
the fire, the suddenly discovered knowledge of love.”
Source: Satan Says
“I am locked inside the jail of disability.”
“I am locked into the mirror and there is no door out.”
Source: Wintergirls
“I am loco for society - I am loco for humanity - I am loco for universal unity - and till the last breath in my body I'll work to make that universal unity a reality, regardless of whether I fail or not - where I leave off, someone else as loco as me will pick up and where they leave off, others will pick.”
Source: Sleepless for Society
“I am logically in favour of a referendum. It would be the only legitimate way.”
“I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely. How appropriate that I write this to myself.”
Source: Lost December
“I am lonely. I’ve been like that since I was young. But I think I am a person that needs to be lonely.”
“I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness.”
“I am lonely, sometimes, but I dare say it's good for me.”
Source: The Complete Little Women Series: Little Women, Good Wives, Little Men, Jo's Boys: The Beloved Classics of American Literature: The coming-of-age series based on the author’s own childhood experiences with her three sisters
“I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don't know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness. In reality those who satisfy me are those who simply allow me to live with my ''idea of them.”
“I am lonesome so regular it's like a job I gotta report to every day.”
“I am long on ideas, but short on time. I expect to live to be only about a hundred.”
“I am long term optimistic and short term pessimistic on immigration. Long term, I'm optimistic because there's a lotta bipartisan agreement outside of Washington on immigration. There's overwhelming bipartisan agreement, number one, that we need to secure the borders. That we need to finally do something to stop illegal immigration.”
“I am longing for bed to pull the monotony of the night into black unconsciousness.”
“I am longing for you, for this moment in eternity, when joy will land as light on us, when our hearts will know of no other beat, than me of yours and you of mine. I can dream of no other moment but when our gaze will be deeper than the ocean as your eyes will rest on mine.”
“I am longing for you, for this moment in eternity, when joy will land as light on us, when our hearts will know of no other beat, than me of yours and you of mine. I can dream of no other moment than that of our gaze deeper than the ocean, as your eyes will rest on mine.”
“I am longing for you, for this moment, when daylight dissolves in the crimson blush of sky, when poetry comes to kiss our souls.
I am longing for you, for this moment when daylight melts in the kiss of night, when the sun softens a little in the thirsty gaze of moon.
I am longing for you, for this moment when the day pauses a little to give in to the inviting arms of night, so you and I can melt in the flames of feelings.
I am longing for you, for this moment when daylight wonders, should it be bold like the garish gold, or should it soften as the moon, the pearl in the sea of dark.”
“I am longing for you, for this moment, when daylight dissolves in the crimson blush of sky, when poetry comes to kiss our souls.
I am longing for you, for this moment when daylight melts in the kiss of night, when the sun softens a little in the thirsty gaze of moon.
I am longing for you, for this moment when the day pauses a little to give in to the inviting arms of night, so you and I can melt in the flames of longing.
I am longing for you, for this moment when daylight wonders, should it be bold like the garish gold, or should it soften as the moon, the pearl in the sea of dark.”
“I am longing for you, for this moment, when daylight dissolves in the crimson blush of sky, when poetry comes to kiss our souls.
I am longing for you, for this moment when daylight melts in the kiss of night, when the sun softens a little in the thirsty gaze of night.
I am longing for you, for this moment when the day pauses a little to give in to the inviting arms of night, so you and I can melt in the flames of longing.
I am longing for you, for this moment when daylight wonders, should it be bold like the garish gold, or should it soften as the moon, the pearl in the sea of dark.”