Top 1200 Dying Inside Quotes & Sayings - Page 19

What really happens is that the story-maker proves a successful 'sub-creator'. He makes a Secondary World which your mind can enter. Inside it, what he relates is 'true': it accords with the laws of that world. You therefore believe it, while you are, as it were, inside. The moment disbelief arises, the spell is broken; the magic, or rather art, has failed. You are then out in the Primary World again, looking at the little abortive Secondary World from outside.

I will love you like God, because of God, mighted by the power of God. I will stop expecting your love, demanding your love, trading for your love, gaming for your love. I will simply love. I am giving myself to you, and tomorrow I will do it again. I suppose the clock itself will wear thin its time before I am ended at this altar of dying and dying again. God risked Himself on me. I will risk myself on you. And together, we will learn to love, and perhaps then, and only then, understand this gravity that drew Him, unto us.

Oh, don't mind me! Just the queen of the heavens, dying over here!

Get inside her head. Get inside any character's head and ask what they want in this scene. And if you work from the perspective of what they want, there's not going to be any wrong answer. There's going to be some boring answers, but none of them are going to be wrong. As long as she has agency, then you're on the right track.

The story revolved around this universal identifiable fear that we must all have, at some point, when you commit yourself to being with another person, to have and to hold until death do us part. It's a huge thing. I just felt like it was a brilliant examination of what would happen, if the person that you trusted implicitly and thought you knew every follicle and pour of, inside and out, started to not be that person anymore, inside. Physically, they're still there, but they're not there mentally.

The best care on earth cannot prevent us all dying in the end.

I am going to die of love....daroga....I am dying of love .... That's how it is... I loved her so! And I love her still...daroga.....and I am dying of love for her, I tell you! if you knew how beautiful she was when she let me kiss her...It was the first ...time, daroga, the first time I ever kissed a woman.. Yes, alive... I kissed her alive.... And she looked as beautiful as if she had been dead!

It is a man dying with his harness on that angels love to escort upward.

If you are fully alive to the prospect of dying, you really start reprioritising your life.

Young people have a marvelous faculty of either dying or adapting themselves to circumstances.

This city is dying of rabies. Is the best I can do to wipe random flecks of foam from its lips?

I tried to hang myself with a bungee cord. I kept almost dying.

Don't ever be afraid to live. Because though dying is easy when compared to living

I bet dying vultures have lots of awkward moments with their friends. - Guy Endore

'Aging' has been bad ever since we figured out it led to dying.

Do the right thing even if it means dying like a dog when no one's there to see you do it.

Podcasts can entertain you in a traffic jam and stop you dying when driving a bit tired.

The scene is dull. Tell him to put more life into his dying.

They realized I was alive again, even though I was playing an old, dying sop.

There's never been anything funny about a woman dying for love.

Live as though you don't exist; like you are two eyeballs floating in space with nothing behind them. No brain attached. Not even hair - Nothing.There is a place inside your own heart, inside your own being that knows the kind of seemingly foolish things I speak and it is totally thrilled to be reminded of this infinite expanse and infinite joy that it is. Find this place.

Come now, don't make such a funeral face. It isn't dying that's sad; it's living when you're not happy.

The moment of Jesus' greatest glory was on the cross, dying as our substitute.

When I was a little boy in Tijuana, it was wonderland. We left when I was probably four - I was dying of tuberculosis.

Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin - it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring.

Only an adult with dying dreams can appreciate how awesome it is to have a dog.

Even you, who’ve lived inside your body for 64 years, would apparently be unable to recognize your foot in an isolated photograph of that foot, not to think of your ear or one of your eyes or elbow, also familiar to you in the context of the whole, but utterly anonymous when taken piece by piece. We are all aliens to ourselves, and if we have any sense of who we are, it is only because we live inside the eyes of others.

My mom was dying for me to write a book, she was my biggest advocate.

I have been dying for twenty years, now I am going to live.

People in the BBC are always dying to get out of their open-plan offices.

Lunatics are similar to designated hitters. Often an entire family is crazy, but since an entire family can't go into the hospital, one person is designated as crazy and goes inside. Then, depending on how the rest of the family is feeling that person is kept inside or snatched out, to prove something about the family's mental health.

I think the violence in the world right now is being reflected inside people. And I also believe the violence inside people is being reflected in the world.

How can the arts overcome the slow dying of men's hearts that we call progress ?

She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her. Then she went inside there to see what it was. It was her image of Jody tumbled down and shattered. But looking at it she saw that it never was the flesh and blood figure of her dreams. Just something she had grabbed up to drape her dreams over.

She wants to go home, but nobody's home. That's why she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes, broken inside.

We're always one breath away from something, living or dying, sometimes it just can't be helped.

Focus attention on the feeling inside you. Know that it is the pain-body. Accept that it is there. Don't think about it - don't let the feeling turn into thinking. Don't judge or analyze. Don't make an identity for yourself out of it. Stay present, and continue to be the observer of what is happening inside you. Become aware not only of the emotional pain but also of "the one who observes," the silent watcher. This is the power of the Now, the power of your own conscious presence. Then see what happens.

Dying is only one thing to be sad over... Living unhappily is something else.

The echoes of beauty you've seen transpire, Resound through dying coals of a campfire.

There is no man so fortunate that there shall not be by him when he is dying some who are pleased with what is going to happen.

Failure is my best friend. If I succeeded, it would be like dying. Maybe worse.

More than whether you live or die, it's how you are living or dying that is important.

Unfortunately, I think music videos are a dying breed because there is no money in them.

I hate that everyone calls it growing up, but it seems like DYING.

Well, it seems all the fish in the rivers are dying. Could this be an act of cod?

My mom was dying for me to write a book, she was my biggest advocate

I work via the high-tension-wire method, which is maybe going for long periods without writing while the tension builds up - when am I going to write this, am I going to be able to write this, what is this image about - and I'm thinking about it all the time, but I'm not really inside it, inside the writing.

Dying is one of those things that can’t be fixed. Not by talking about it, not with all the brain surge in the world.

Oh how wrong we were to think immortality meant never dying

This is the secret that none dares tell who fights for a cause. Dying, we are all alike.

He's the type of man who will end up dying in his own arms.

Most of the time people feel okay. Probably it's because at the moment they're not actually dying.

Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. Truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world.

Returning to town in the stage-coach, which was filled with Mr. Gilman's guests, we stopped for a minute or two at Kentish Town. A woman asked the coachman, "Are you full inside?" Upon which Lamb put his head through the window and said, "I am quite full inside; that last piece of pudding at Mr. Gilman's did the business for me."

Dying seems less sad than having lived too little.

Just beat my record for most consecutive days without dying.

The tongues of dying men enforce attention like deep harmony.

Because dying for God is a higher pleasure... than living without Him.

Stop thinking about art works as objects, and start thinking about them as triggers for experiences... That solves a lot of problems ... Art is something that happens, a process, not a quality, and all sorts of things can make it happen ... [W]hat makes a work of art 'good' for you is not something that is already 'inside' it, but something that happens inside you.

In life, periods of solitude were blessings. Dying alone was a bitter curse.