Sillage Quotes & Sayings

The major newspapers simply stopped writing about me, and my voice could no longer be heard on radio or television. — Galina Vishnevskaya

Sillage, I thought. The lingering impression of a kiss having ended. — Robyn Schneider

We waste the power in impatience which, if, otherwise employed, might remedy the evil. — Robert Aris Willmott

No great genius has ever existed without some touch of madness — Aristotle.

Future shock is the shattering stress and disorientation that we induce in individuals by subjecting them to too much change in too short a time. — Alvin Toffler

It seems I can go from elated, embarrassed, angry, and back to embarrassed in four comments flat. — Brandy Nacole

Oh, stow your whids, you dreary watering-pot, — Marion Chesney

It was not the way Curve smelled that Colin liked - not exactly. It was the way the air smelled just as Lindsey began to jog away from him. The smell of perfume left behind. There's not a word for that in English, but Colin knew the French word: sillage. What Colin liked about Curve was not its smell on the skin but its sillage, the fruity sweet smell of its leaving. — John Green

If a person doesn't govern his temper, his temper will govern him. — John C. Maxwell

The smell of perfume left behind. There's not a word for that in English, but Colin knew the French word: sillage. — John Green

If New York is the City That Never Sleeps, then Los Angeles is the City That's Always Passed Out on the Couch. — Paul Beatty

Seems like most of the kids today are into other sports other than tennis. — Jana Novotna

We did everything correctly, following the established plan approved by management!' Just as under socialism--we do and did everything correctly, yet life, the world, continues to collapse beneath our feet like a reactor that has entered a runaway state of nuclear meltdown. Is there any need to explain what those two great liberating words mean: chain reaction? — Georgi Tenev

And so we sat there in the sickening sillage of the truth, neither of us angry, or upset, just muddling through this shared sorrow, this collective pity. And as much as I wanted to sound my tragic wail over the rooftops, and let go of the day, and crawl back toward that safe harbor, and give in to the dying of the light, and to do all of those unheroically injured things that people never write poems about, I didn't. — Robyn Schneider

There's a word for it," she told me, "in French, for when you have a lingering impression of something having passed by. Sillage. I always think of it when a firework explodes and lights up the smoke from the ones before it."
"That's a terrible word," I teased. "It's like an excuse for holding onto the past."
"Well, I think it's beautiful. A word for remembering small moments destined to be lost. — Robyn Schneider

Most people are afraid of the dark. Literally when it comes to children, while many adults fear, above all, the darkness that is the unknown, the unseeable, the obscure. And yet the night in which distinctions and definitions cannot be readily made is the same night in which love is made, in which things merge, change, become enchanted, aroused, impregnated, possessed, released, renewed. As — Rebecca Solnit