Chemics Quotes & Sayings

I love drawing on lead. Romans used to curse each other with sheets of it. My slave would come slide the sheet under your door with a curse on it. They had amazing writing and drawings on them, and they survive to this day since lead is so stable. — Shea Hembrey

If I indulge myself and surrender to memory, I can still feel the knot of excitement that gripped me as I turned the corner into Rue Mimosas, looking for the house of Rene Magritte. It was August, 1965. I was 33 years old and about to meet the man whose profound and witty surrealist paintings had contradicted my assumptions about photography. — Duane Michals

I think maybe we were just a little bit overdone. It was saturated. People may have gotten tired of us. We were everywhere, all the time. — Robin Zander

There had been nights in the desert where I was so sick with laughter, convulsed and doubled over with aching stomach for hours on end, I would happily have thrown myself in front of a car to make it stop. — Donna Tartt

That is faith. You cannot measure it with weights and doses like your herbs. You cannot classify it in your books, or test it with chemics. But it is there, more powerful than any bit of old world science. Only the Creator can see the path ahead. He makes of us what he wants - what the world needs - us to be. But we can have a glimpse, looking back. — Peter V. Brett

Treat life as if it is the best gift from the universe. — Debasish Mridha

All physics is rooted in the notion of law, the belief that we live in an ordered universe that can be understood by the application of rational reasoning. — Richard Feynman

A lot of times, people complain about how books and stories change when they're translated to the screen. But I think sometimes people forget that a lot of changes have to be made because we're not in a book when we're watching a movie. — Brian Selznick

As of today, I rebel against death! Work seems frivolous; I'm a proud man, and a lifetime's work would be too brief an agony for me. At the last moment, I'd attack ... to the right ... to the left ... And then - oh! - sweet old soul of mine, eternity would not have been wasted on us! — Arthur Rimbaud

Looking, Walking, Being, I look and look. Looking's a way of being: one becomes, sometimes, a pair of eyes walking. Walking wherever looking takes one. The eyes dig and burrow into the world. They touch, fanfare, howl, madrigal, clamor. World and the past of it, not only visible present, solid and shadow that looks at one looking. And language? Rhythms of echo and interruption? That's a way of breathing. breathing to sustain looking, walking and looking, through the world, in it. — Denise Levertov