Cyclades Quotes & Sayings

We Finns represent a very transparent and open-minded way of reaching political decisions. — Harri Holkeri

...[I]n any inquiry you are likely to attain more nearly to knowledge of your object in proportion to the care and accuracy with which you have prepared yourself to understand that object in itself[.] — Socrates

Were this world an endless plain, and by sailing eastward we could for ever reach new distances, and discover sights more sweet and strange than any Cyclades or Islands of King Solomon, then there were promise in the voyage. But in pursuit of those far mysteries we dream of, or in tormented chase of the demon phantom that, some time or other, swims before all human hearts; while chasing such over this round globe, they either lead us on in barren mazes or midway leave us whelmed. — Herman Melville

The true measure of all our actions is how long the good in them lasts. — Elizabeth II

Some fires can't bear to dampen and can provide heat even from the distance of time. As — Craig Johnson

Were this world an endless pain, and by sailing eastward we could forever reach new distances, and discover sights more sweet and strange than any Cyclades or Islands of King Solomon, then there were promise in the voyage. — Herman Melville

You make James Bond look like he shops at a thrift store and cuts his own hair. — Melissa McClone

Never cook with a wine you wouldn't drink," he said. "Though I guess that presupposes that there is a wine I wouldn't drink. — Lev Grossman

Are you insane?"
"I know. I know what you're thinking, but I had to. It was The One. And I was right! I haven't seen one since that was as perfect as this one! — Jamie McGuire

Necessity inspires the fatal thought. — Vittorio Alfieri

You sit at the edge of the world,
I am in a crater that's no more.
Words without letters
Standing in the shadow of the door.
The moon shines down on a sleeping lizard,
Little fish rain from the sky.
Outside the window there are soldiers,
steeling themselves to die.
(Refrain)
Kafka sits in a chair by the shore,
Thinking for the pendulum that moves the world, it seems.
When your heart is closed,
The shadow of the unmoving Sphinx,
Becomes a knife that pierces your dreams.
The drowning girl's fingers
Search for the entrance stone, and more.
Lifting the hem of her azure dress,
She gazes
at Kafka on the shore — Haruki Murakami