I Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with I. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“It’s a lot easier to be angry at someone than it is to tell them you’re hurt.”
“it's a lot easier to be lost than found.”
Source: Lock and Key
“It's a lot easier to blame someone else when things go wrong than it is when your decisions have terrible consequences.”
Source: This Vicious Grace
“It's a lot easier to keep it going than to restart.”
Source: Smoke Signal
“It's a lot easier to understand things once you name them. It's the unknown that scares me most. - Zara”
Source: Need
“It's a lot for anyone to realize that we go on, even when our hearts stop beating. That the pain of life can still follow us even through death.”
Source: Under the Whispering Door
“It's a lot harder to get someone OUT of your life than it is to let them IN, so please…be selective.”
Source: The Single Woman–Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass: Embracing Singleness with Confidence
“It’s a lot like when we screwed the climate, to be honest. You never think you’re going to affect something as big as that. I mean, I’m just burning a little coal here, right? The planet’s very big, this piece of coal or cup of oil or forest of trees, it can’t be important in the grand scheme of things. A weird blind spot for a species all too happy to consider itself the centre of the universe in every other way.”
“It's a lot to ask, but I need you to listen to a story that I've never told anyone,' Varg answered.
'Why would listening be a lot to ask?' Milea inquired.
Varg paused. 'Because the story I am about to tell you may make you see me as a monster.”
Source: The White Wolf
“It’s a lot to process,” she said. “ What Sebastian said, what happened last night, everything. I need to sleep, but I’ m too keyed up. When I was young and I couldn’t sleep, my mother used to read to me to relax me.”
'And I remind you of your mother now? I have got to look into a manlier cologne”
Source: City of Lost Souls
“It’s a love story out of time—because time was the one thing we never had.”
Source: Terminal Love: They Found Each Other at the End of Everything
“It's a lovely mask," Sara said, toying with the narrow black silk ribbons before tying it in place. Monique had artfully fashioned it out of black silk and lace, and glinting blue sapphires that matched her gown. "I'm not nervous at all." It was true. She felt as if some reckless stranger had replaced her usual cautious self. The midnight-blue gown molded to her figure, cut so low that her breasts seemed ready to spill from the meager bodice. A broad satin sash fastened with a gold buckle emphasized her small waist. The mask covered the upper half of her face but revealed her lips, which Monique and Lily had insisted on darkening with the faintest hint of rouge. Laboriously they had arranged her hair in a cluster of curls on top of her head, allowing a few ringlets to dangle teasingly against her cheeks and neck. A perfume that reminded Sara of roses blended with some deeper foresty scent had been applied sparingly to her bosom and throat.
"A triumph," Monique had declared, gloating over the transformation. "Beautiful, worldly, but still fresh and young... ah, chérie, you will make many conquests tonight!"
"Stunning," Lily had said, beaming with delight. "What a stir she'll cause.”
Source: Dreaming of You
“It's a lust for some trust we never attain. 95% of people don't know what they want out of life so ignorance is the price they'll always retain. 4% 'think' they know what to obtain and that 1% know exactly what they want out of life and take control of their domain.”
Source: The Land Flowing With Milk And Honey
“It’s a luxury to be alone. It’s a time of zero judgment from anyone, including yourself.”
Source: Let's Talk: ...About Making Your Life Exciting, Easier, And Exceptional
“It's a machine gun," Fritz pointed out. 'Of course it will help.”
Source: Two Mates for a Magistrate
“It's a mad idea. Mad. The dwarves will crush her bones. The elves will strip her flesh. And the barbarians will make her into soup.”
Source: The Blacksmith Queen
“It's a maddening dig First and Onlys often hear from our friends and family back home. 'You've changed.' I was still the same person inside, but aren't we all meant to change throughout our lives? ...At the time, I didn't fully grasp that for First and Onlys, our efforts to recalibrate and survive in new spaces can often be misunderstood as leaving our friends, our culture, or our families behind. We face dual rejection—in our new environments and in our old ones—for opposite reasons.”
Source: First Gen: A Memoir
“It’s a man’s duty to please and spank that booty.” ~ Herbalist Tracie”
“It's a man's world and show business is a man's meal, with women generously sprinkled through it like overqualified spice.”
“It's a man's world and to survive a woman must betray her own kind.”
Source: Blonde
“It's a marriage of convenience. Temporarily, so long as our interests coincide, however long it takes to dispose of that mob of petit blancs at Port-au-Prince. Afterward,' he waved his sticky fingers airily, 'everything will return to the way it was before.”
Source: All Souls' Rising
“It's a matter of browning the edges and bottom now, since the peaches are primed. The spice of ginger pierces the air, and Elle, mouth watering, tries the caramelized peach juice left over on the cookie sheet. It's sweet, with a gingery kick.”
Source: The Ingredients of Us
“It’s a matter of dignity,” the Chief explained. “At a certain point, that’s all you have left.”
Source: The Leftovers
“It's a matter of dishonour, and when it gets out, which it's bound to, this will be the one act you'll be remembered for. Everything else you achieved will be irrelevant. Your reputation will rest only on this, because ultimately reality is social, it's among others that we have to live and their judgements matter.”
Source: Sweet Tooth
“It's a matter of reasoning," said Poirot. "The dog, he argues from reason. He is intelligent, he makes his deductions according to his point of view. There are people who may enter a house and there people who may not - that a dog soon learns. Eh bien, who is the person who most persistently tries to gain admission, rattling on the door twice or three times a day - and who is never by any chance admitted? The postman. Clearly, then, an undesirable guest from the point of view of the master of the house. He is always sent about his business, but he persistently returns and tries again. Then the dog's duty is clear, to aid in driving this undesirable man away, and to bite him if possible. A most reasonable proceeding.”
Source: Dumb Witness
“It’s a matter of time. That’s all it is. For God will allow mankind to fall to its own demise so that God can raise us up to His glory. For the farther the fall, the more miraculous the ascent.”
“It’s a matter of when I’ll stop fighting. — Duke”
Source: Fix Up
“It’s a matter of will. A matter of drama. I have to think of myself as an actor. What is real and what is drama anyway? It is simply a matter of convincing myself and everyone else to believe. What’s this blather about the real truth?”
Source: The Nature of Truth
“It's a mean story, Helen fumed. An absentee father who demands that his children put him at the center of their lives and beg for his return. Sister Priscilla didn't think it was mean, apparently. She was so in love with God that she had married him, even though she would not see his face, hear his voice, or feel his embrace for as long as she lived. One of us, Helen, thought is flying blind.”
Source: Lying Awake
“It's a messy business, dying,' he said. 'As time goes on there's just less and less of you. It happens quickly for some; for others it can drag on. Starting from birth you keep losing one thing after another: first a finger, than an arm, first a tooth, then a whole set of teeth, first one memory, then all your memory, and so on and so forth, until one day there's nothing left. Then they chuck what's left of you in a hole and shovel it in and that's your lot.”
Source: Ein ganzes Leben
“It’s a midnight lie... a kind of lie told for someone else’s sake, a lie that sits between goodness and wrong, just as midnight is the moment between night and morning.”
Source: The Midnight Lie
“It's a mind, it works by metaphor.”
Source: Lost In Thought
“It's a misery peculiar to would-be writers. Your theme is good, as are your sentences. Your characters are so ruddy with life they practically need birth certificates. The plot you've mapped out for them is grand, simple and gripping. You've done your research, gathering the facts; historical, social, climatic culinary, that will give your story its feel of authenticity. The dialogue zips along, crackling with tension. The descriptions burst with color, contrast and telling detail.
Really, your story can only be great. But it all adds up to nothing.
In spite the obvious, shining promise of it, there comes a moment when you realize that the whisper that has been pestering you all along from the back of your mind is speaking the flat, awful truth: IT WON'T WORK.
An element is missing, that spark that brings to life in a real story, regardless of whether the history or the food is right.
Your story is emotionally dead, that's the crux of it.
The discovery is something soul-destroying, I tell you. It leaves you with an aching hunger.”
“It's a misnomer to think that life will always remain the same. It's not even healthy to think so. Time will always evince that there's nothing permanent. Life will change.”
“It's a mistake. How can any person in general be guilty? We're all human after all, each and every one of us.”
Source: The Trial
“It’s a mistake to believe that they (parents) are responsible for their children’s best future. This responsibility is on their children, and that’s the message they should be conveying to their children on a daily basis.”
Source: You Have The Right Not To Make Your Parents Proud. A Book Of Quotes
“It's a mistake to love you,
I admit it.
It's a disaster to miss you,
I deserve it.
But when it's the reason to leave you,
I hate it,
cause no matter how strong the reason is;
nobody deserves the long farewell.”
“It's a mix of chilaquiles and cheesy grits--- something my grandmothers used to make, in their own ways. One was Black, from Georgia, and the other was Mexican, from Veracruz. I grew up eating both, and this is kinda like a blend of the two worlds. A little homage to both of them."
I took a bite, and the flavors exploded--- creamy, sharp cheese with the slight crisp of tortillas, balanced with the rich softness of the eggs. The grits were smooth and buttery, while the spice from the salsa brought the dish to life.
I laughed. "This does taste like one foot in the South and the other across the border.”
Source: You Can't Hurry Second Chances: A Novel
“It’s a modern necessity to own a phone, but to be owned by the phone is a modern sickness.”
Source: Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat
“It's a modern twist on the French poet Anatole France's quip 'The law, in its majestic equality, forbids rich and poor alike to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal their bread.' In [i]Citizens United[/i], it is more like 'The law, in its majestic equality, forbids the government from prohibiting rich and poor alike from expending billions of dollars in politics.”
Source: Lawless: How the Supreme Court Runs on Conservative Grievance, Fringe Theories, and Bad Vibes
“It's a moment to learn. This was the thing about miscalculations, errors, and mistakes. You admitted them, you used them as teachable moments, and then you moved on. You didn't forget, but you didn't dwell.”
Source: The Wanderers
“It's a most peculiar psychology—this business of 'Science is based on faith too, so there!' Typically this is said by people who claim that faith is a good thing. Then why do they say 'Science is based on faith too!' in that angry-triumphal tone, rather than as a compliment? And a rather dangerous compliment to give, one would think, from their perspective. If science is based on 'faith', then science is of the same kind as religion—directly comparable. If science is a religion, it is the religion that heals the sick and reveals the secrets of the stars. It would make sense to say, 'The priests of science can blatantly, publicly, verifiably walk on the Moon as a faith-based miracle, and your priests' faith can't do the same.' Are you sure you wish to go there, oh faithist? Perhaps, on further reflection, you would prefer to retract this whole business of 'Science is a religion too!”
Source: The Less Wrong Sequences
“It's a mutual, joint-stock world, all meridians. We cannibals must help these Christians.”
Source: Moby-Dick or, The Whale
“It's a myth that boys don't like to gossip.”
Source: How to Love
“It's a myth that crazy people don't know they're crazy. Many of us are surely as capable of epiphany and introspection as anyone else, maybe more so. I suspect we spend far more time thinking about our thoughts than do sane people.”
Source: The Drowning Girl
“It's a myth that people who live in cities are naturally more open-minded, more accepting and tolerant of difference. The truth is, whatever people are, be it saints or bigots, they simply are these things, and the city - by smashing all those different kinds of people up against one another - just makes people's tolerance (or lack of it) all that much more pronounced.”
Source: Three-Martini Lunch
“It's a nebulous thing, but it is my belief—my experience also—that women do not have the need to collect that men have.”
Source: The Bookstore
“It’s a new day,” she said with a smile, “and you’re taking a drive in one of the most beautiful places on earth, and you get to enjoy my company the whole way.”
“Now that is something worth savouring.”
Source: The Dark Divide
“It’s A New Day!
The light of a new day breaks through my window. Sunlight washes over me, and a soft wind billows the curtains, brushing them against my face. I gather the fabric in my hands, holding it like a flag raised to greet the morning.
I linger there for a moment, until a dull throbbing in my temples reminds me of a night with too little sleep. I move slowly back to my bed, cradling my head in my hands. *Why only twenty-four hours?* The question arises automatically, and just as quickly, I remember the counsel I’ve been given: to seek more is a symptom of stress, a lack of trust in the time I’ve already been given.
*What’s on the agenda today?* I ask myself, almost by rote. Instantly, my mind lurches into gear, racing through a mental catalog of appointments and obligations. The sheer weight of it all overwhelms me, and the headache returns with a vengeance. As I press my palms to my temples, the unfinished tasks and failures from yesterday come rushing back. The pain sharpens, forcing me to sit on the edge of the bed, unsteady.
How long will I be held hostage by yesterday and paralyzed by tomorrow? I lie back, my gaze fixed on the blank expanse of the ceiling. I consciously tune it all out, making the effort to turn my heart toward my Father. Slowly, then surely, I find a quiet solace in His presence. From that peace, I draw the strength to learn from yesterday without being chained to it.
In that stillness, my perspective shifts. Today—this single, present day—emerges as the only currency I have. It is the only space in which I can choose joy, and the only time I have to deploy my unique gifts upon a world that is waiting. It’s a new day; I am poised to take maximum advantage of it.”
“It's a new day. Yesterday's failure is redeemed at the sunrise”
Source: Dancing With God: First Year Thoughts on the Loss of My Daughter