A Quote by Jeremy Irons

I believe inanimate objects have a spirit. — © Jeremy Irons
I believe inanimate objects have a spirit.
I don't believe in blaming inanimate objects for anything.
I love the life of objects. When the children go to bed, the objects come to life. I like to tell stories about the life of inanimate objects.
Inanimate objects can be classified scientifically into three major categories: those that don't work, those that break down and those that get lost. The goal of all inanimate objects is to resist man and ultimately to defeat him, and the three major classifications are based on the method each object uses to achieve its purpose. As a general rule, any object capable of breaking down at the moment when it is most needed will do so.
Strange the affection which clings to inanimate objects - objects which cannot even know our love! But it is not return that constitutes the strength of an attachment.
There are no inanimate objects.
I do have a tendency to invest inanimate objects with human qualities.
I've always had a problem with over-identification with inanimate objects.
Inanimate objects are always correct and cannot, unfortunately, be reproached with anything. I have never observed a chair shift from one foot to another, or a bed rear on its hind legs. And tables, even when they are tired, will not dare to bend their knees. I suspect that objects do this from pedagogical considerations, to reprove us constantly for our instability.
It is certain that the inanimate objects by which you are surrounded have a direct action on the brain.
The goal of all inanimate objects is to resist man and ultimately defeat him.
A large, branching, aged oak is perhaps the most venerable of all inanimate objects.
I am intrigued by inanimate objects. They're a piece of history, someone's statement and ideas of life.
In Tantric Buddhism we call the inherent knowledge that all animate and inanimate objects possess of themselves - their emptiness.
Inanimate objects are harmless indeed, Mr. Mortmain. But one cannot always say the same of the men who use them.
Inanimate objects sometimes appear endowed with a strange power of sight. A statue notices, a tower watches, the face of an edifice contemplates.
Music, not being made up of objects nor referring to objects, is intangible and ineffable; it can only be as it were inhaled by the spirit: the rest is silence.
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