Jenny > Jenny's Quotes

“Στο βάθος του μυαλού μου όμως ξέρω πως εδώ στο νησί μας, όπως και αλλού, οι γάτες ξεχνάνε, οι άνθρωποι ξεχνάνε και η τρέλα δε θέλει πολύ να φουντώσει πάλι, φτου ξανά απ'την αρχή...”
― Eugene Trivizas, The Last Black Cat

“Leave something for someone but dont leave someone for something.”
― Enid Blyton, Five on a Hike Together

“War is what happens when language fails.”
― Margaret Atwood

“If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“I was born lost and take no pleasure in being found.”
― John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America

“I guess there are never enough books.”
― John Steinbeck, A John Steinbeck Encyclopedia

“When two people meet, each one is changed by the other so you've got two new people.”
― John Steinbeck

“There's more beauty in truth, even if it is dreadful beauty.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“To be alive at all is to have scars.”
― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

“My imagination will get me a passport to hell one day.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“Maybe ever’body in the whole damn world is scared of each other.”
― John Steinbeck, Of Mice and Men

“There ain't no sin and there ain't no virtue. There's just stuff people do.”
― John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath

“I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen.”
― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

“All great and precious things are lonely.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn't boring.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, The Collected Writings

“It's really a wonder that I haven't dropped all my ideals, because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.”
― Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl

“There is another world, and it is in this one.”
― Paul Éluard

“Your eyes in which I travel
Have given to signs along the roads
A meaning alien to the earth.”
― Paul Eluard

“I cannot be known
Better than you know me

Your eyes in which we sleep
We together
Have made for my man’s gleam
A better fate than for the common nights

Your eyes in which I travel
Have given to signs along the roads
A meaning alien to the earth

In your eyes who reveal to us
Our endless solitude

Are no longer what they thought themselves to be

You cannot be known
Better than I know you.”
― Paul Eluard

“Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“To die, - To sleep, - To sleep!
Perchance to dream: - ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“One may smile, and smile, and be a villain; at least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark.”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“Conscience doth make cowards of us all.”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“Though this be madness, yet there is method in't.”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions!”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“The lady doth protest too much, methinks.”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“Listen to many, speak to a few.”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers
Could not, with all their quantity of love,
Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her?...

'Swounds, show me what thou'lt do:
Woo't weep? woo't fight? woo't fast? woo't tear thyself?
Woo't drink up eisel? eat a crocodile?
I'll do't. Dost thou come here to whine?
To outface me with leaping in her grave?
Be buried quick with her, and so will I:
And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw
Millions of acres on us, till our ground,
Singeing his pate against the burning zone,
Make Ossa like a wart! Nay, an thou'lt mouth,
I'll rant as well as thou.”
― William Shakespeare