Victoria > Victoria's Quotes

“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach”
― Elizabeth Barrett Browning

“Love all, trust a few,
Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy
Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend
Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence,
But never tax'd for speech.”
― William Shakespeare, All's Well That Ends Well

“Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“The earth has its music for those who will listen”
― Reginald Vincent Holmes, Fireside Fancies

“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
― Emily Dickinson

“If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.”
― Emily Dickinson

“If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?”
― Emily Dickinson, Selected Letters

“I think... if it is true that
there are as many minds as there
are heads, then there are as many
kinds of love as there are hearts.”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

“I always loved you, and if one loves anyone, one loves the whole person, just as they are and not as one would like them to be. -Dolly”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenin

“What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn't happen much, though.”
― J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

“Do you think I am an automaton? — a machine without feelings? and can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong! — I have as much soul as you — and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you. I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh: it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God's feet, equal — as we are!”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
Not shaking the grass”
― Ezra Pound

“One can't fight with oneself, for this battle has only one loser.”
― Mario Vargas Llosa, Aunt Julia and the Scriptwriter

“Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.”
― Novalis

“If a man is not faithful to his own individuality, he cannot be loyal to anything.”
― Claude McKay

“This world is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy to those that feel.”
― Horace Walpole, The Letters of Horace Walpole

“When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“Whoever said that loss gets easier with time was a liar. Here's what really happens: The spaces between the times you miss them grow longer. Then, when you do remember to miss them again, it's still with a stabbing pain to the heart. And you have guilt. Guilt because it's been too long since you missed them last.”
― Kristin O'Donnell Tubb, The 13th Sign

“Those we love never truly leave us, Harry. There are things that death cannot touch.”
― Jack Thorne, Harry Potter and the Cursed Child: Parts One and Two

“إن لكل انسان حماقاته ، لكن الحماقة الكبرى في رأيي هي ألا يكون للإنسان حماقات.”
― نيكوس كازانتزاكي, Zorba the Greek

“تخلصت من الوطن ، تخلصت من الكاهن ، تخلصت من الماء . إنني أغربل نفسي . كلما تقدم بي العمر ، غربلت نفسي أكثر . إنني أتطهر ، كيف أقول لك ؟ إنني أتحرر ، إنني أصبح إِنساناً”
― نيكوس كازانتزاكي, Zorba the Greek

“شقيٌّ من ليس في داخله منبع السعادة
شقي من يريد أن يعجب الآخرين !
شقي من لا يحس أن هذه الحياة والحياة الأخرى إن هما إلا حياة واحدة”
― نيكوس كازانتزاكي, Zorba the Greek

“If stars needed the sky's permission to shine, the universe would be a very dark place.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“You cannot steal a roses beauty, even if you cover it with thorns.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“القراءة المبالغ فيها لا تجعل منا أذكياء. بعض الناس يبتلعون الكتب, وهم يفعلون ذلك بدون فاصل للتفكير الضروري. وهو ضروري لكي يهضم المقروء ويبنى ويتبنى ويُفهم”
― علي عزت بيجوفيتش, هروبي إلى الحرية

“Time is a slave, existence is a servant, reality is a master, and eternity is a queen.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“Knowledge crosses the mind's river, understanding crosses the heart's sea, and wisdom crosses the soul's ocean.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“زجاجة روحي مشروخة.
الكتابة صمغ.
إنها تشد بعضي إلى بعض.
تجعلني أنجو
وأهلك معًا.
أكتبٌ وحسب.
أكتب نصوصا هزيلة على قاع علبة "كلينيكس"
كإجراء إحترازيلأي غارة تستهدف دفاتري.
الأشياء التي أكتبها تشبهني.
أنا نشاز.”
― بثينة العيسى, كبرت ونسيت أن أنسى

“Sometimes, immersed in his books, there would come to him the awareness of all that he did not know, of all that he had not read; and the serenity for which he labored was shattered as he realized the little time he had in life to read so much, to learn what he had to know.”
― John Williams, Stoner