T Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with T. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“The blindness of men is the most dangerous effect of their pride; it seems to nourish and augment it; it deprives them of knowledge of remedies which can solace their miseries and can cure their faults.”
“The blindness of unbelievers in no way detracts from the clarity of the gospel; the sun is no less bright because blind men do not perceive its light.”
“The blindness that opens the eye is not the one that darkens vision. Tears and not sight are the essence of the eye.”
“The blinking of eyes is an involuntary reflex action, provided they eyes are not watching your beauty.”
Source: I Love You Too
“The bliss even of a moment still is bliss.”
“The bliss of existence is a blessed excursion through time.”
“The bliss of the Creator forever permeates all of creation, and it is only in the forgetting that misery exists.”
“The bliss of the elect in heaven would not be perfect unless they were able to look across the abyss and enjoy the agonies of their brethren in eternal fire.”
“the bliss that comes from ignorance should seldom be encouraged for it is likely to do one out of a more satisfying bliss.”
Source: How to Have a Green Thumb Without an Aching Back: A New Method of Mulch Gardening
“The Blissful Eternity of this Moment.
The Wonder in this Moment of Eternity.”
“The Blissful Eternity of this Moment.
The Wonder in this Moment of Eternity.
The Wondrous Eternity of this Moment.
The Bliss in this Moment of Eternity.”
“The blizzard, created when an enormous trough of cold air rushing in from the Arctic had met up with an equally enormous influx of warm, wet air from the gulf, gobbled up everything in its path. The collision generated a force of energy no one could remember seeing in their lifetimes, but that all would talk about with wonder until the day they died.”
Source: The Children's Blizzard
“The blizzard doesn't last forever; it just seems so.”
“The blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold and it's overturned the order of the soul.”
“the blizzard rages in white columns like someone being dragged under the arms with his head arched back.”
Source: The Slynx
“The blizzard seemed to be dying down, and it was now possible to enjoy the sight of the buildings and embankments and bridges smothered in the diamond-dusted whiteness. There's always something soothing in the snow, thought Gabriel, a promise of happiness and absolution, of a new start on a clean sheet. Snow redesigned the streets with hints of another architecture, even more magnificent, more fanciful than it already was, all spires and pinnacles on pale palaces of pearl and opal. All that New Venice should have been reappeared through its partial disappearance. It was as if the city were dreaming about itself and crystallizing both that dream and the ethereal unreality of it. He wallowed in the impression, badly needing it right now, knowing it would not last as he hobbled nearer to his destination.”
Source: Aurorarama
“The BLM-antifa narrative that police are murdering black and brown people in epidemic proportions needs to be thoroughly debunked. It is not supported by the evidence or data. This should be the job of the media, but it has been they who fan the flames of racial division through one-sided wall-to-wall coverage. The unending distraction from real issues that can otherwise be addressed through evidence-based policy making has us chasing shadows.”
Source: Unmasked: Inside Antifa's Radical Plan to Destroy Democracy
“The block I grew up on had a lot of kids, some of which were the kind your parents didn’t want you to be friends with. These kids always had those crazy firework catalogs in the months leading up to July.”
“The block of granite which was an obstacle in the pathway of the weak, became a stepping-stone in the pathway of the strong.”
Source: The Works of Goethe
“The block of marble is not the sculptor, and doesn't see that he's about to become a masterpiece... We're the block of marble and God is the sculptor, and the chisel is.... everything.”
“The block of sky in our twin high windows became a nectarine, amber and rose pink, and we lay in silence as white sunlight broke.”
Source: Your Blue Is Not My Blue: A Missing Person Memoir
“The blog is also a way to continue to register what I see and hear in a day - no matter what the form. In fact, my blog is a complete mixture of forms.”
“The blog is certainly another tool for writers out there to break their way in. But being a blogger does not make you a great writer.”
“The blog is meant to be a bit of a side chapel - a place to slip into and still and encounter the glory of God - and come away again with a fresh sense that your life, right where you are, is a holy experience - that God dwells with you and in you, and where you are is holy ground, worthy of reverence and celebration and wonder.”
“The bloggers and online donors represent an important resource for the party, but they are not representative of the majority you need to win elections.”
“The blogosphere gives me my life, I am fortunate to have developed relationships with great websites who allow me to reach a whole ton of new people everyday.”
“The blogosphere rewards no-holds-barred smartassery.”
“The blogs have been great and everything, but I think, for me, it's better to have a central place on the Internet for all my fans to go and show their friends my YouTube, Twitter, and social networking sites. To have that spread all on its own and have a central station to get everything Mac Miller.”
“The blonde checks out the legs of the car like Pigpen checks out the legs of my English teacher--like a dog in heat.”
Source: Long Way Home
“The blonde, he recorded, wore earrings in the shape of anchors, which struck him as odd because, in his limited experience of women, earrings were what they took off first.”
Source: Smiley's People
“The blonde was staring at herself in the mirror, taking on a thoughtful, reflective tone. “Well, it isn’t easy. And his mood changes in an instant. But he collects different girls for different flavors – so one girl doesn’t have to be everybody and everything.”
“Oh.” I splashed water on my face and stared for a moment at the mask in the mirror.
“You’re just his type, totally. With all the tattoos, you are utterly monstrous, if you don’t mind my saying so. Punk-Goth gone mad.” She swung around to take a close, direct look. “I never saw the point of tattoos, mind you, just fad and fashion. But,” she focused on me, stared, grinned, and rolled her eyes. “My God, darling, you really are perfect! How could you do that to yourself?” She licked her lips. “I think you will be a success. As I said, Sergei loves tattoos. He’s totally into the weird and the monstrous. He adores freaks – and kid, you are about as freakish as they come.”
“You think so.” I turned my mask towards her and gave her an extra big smile – I was even more grotesque, Martine told me, when I smiled. “Oh, Gwen, how totally utterly horrible!” she declared and then kissed me to console me for having become a monster. As I grinned at Sergei’s girl, the metal rings in my ears clanked against each other. I could feel the large ring nose, warm, smooth steel, against my curled upper lip.
“Yes, you look like a masterpiece of self-loathing.”
“It’s called body art,” I said, “It’s a statement.”
“A statement?”
“Absolutely,” I hiccupped. Everything was fuzzy; I forced myself to focus.
“Whatever it is, you’ll be a big success. Sergei collects waifs who suffer from extreme self-hatred. Self-destructive and self-hating girls are one of his hobbies. You can do so much with them.”
Source: Gwendoline Goes Underground
“The blood and sweat shed by United States and United Nations troops proved to be the prime mover behind the realisation of freedom throughout the post-war period.”
“The blood and sweat we shed, I can feel it drenching me
My tears well up after our performance”
Source: Beyond The Story: 10-Year Record of BTS
“The blood corpuscles take up the atmospheric oxygen in the lungs, and the vital chemical process accordingly depends essentially on the combination of oxygen absorbed by blood corpuscles with the combustible constituents of the blood to form carbonic acid and water.”
“The Blood deals with what we have done, whereas the Cross deals with what we are. The Blood disposes of our sins, while the Cross strikes at the root of our capacity for sin.”
Source: The Normal Christian Life
“The blood drained from her face as ice tracked through her veins" - Alexandra & Edith's Escapades - The Diamond Ring”
“the blood in my body drives me insane”
Source: Sapling: The Beginner's Guide to the Art of Modern Poetry
“The blood in my veins is frozen but it sings of love.”
Source: The Silent Land: A novel
“The blood inside of me is the blood inside of you. Why must we try and hurt our brothers and sisters when we are all the same? Believe in love.”
“The blood is life... and it shall be mine!”
“The blood is sleeping. But the desire of feeling my own senses has grown deep, filled with an unstoppable tremendous drive to eliminate the lifeless stuff, which has gotten chained to me and lulled me to sleep.
The rivers of my veins start to flow more and more powerful in every unit of time like lava underground!”
“The blood is the life!”
Source: Dracula
“The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.”
“The blood jet is poetry,
There is no stopping it.
--from "Kindness", written 1 February 1963”
Source: Ariel
“The blood of a goat will shatter a diamond.”
“The blood of a half-demon, born with no understanding of emotions, only the lust for killing and greed.
He forced himself to learn, to understand, and to respect.
He truly wanted to be a real human, but he failed.”
Source: 论救错反派的下场 Mistakenly Saving the Villain
“The blood of a nation ought never to be shed except for its own preservation in the utmost extremity.”
“The blood of a redheaded woman is three degrees cooler than the blood of a normal woman. This has been established by medical studies.”
Source: NOS4R2
“The blood of Abraham, God's father of the chosen, still flows in the veins of Arab, Jew, and Christian, and too much of it has been spilled in grasping for the inheritance of the revered patriarch in the Middle East. The spilled blood in the Holy Land still cries out to God--an anguished cry for peace.”
Source: We Can Have Peace in the Holy Land
“The blood of bulls can never take away sins. Only the blood of the blameless Lamb, the Lord JESUS Christ.”