Vouzas G Quotes & Sayings

The Theatre of the Absurd ... can be seen as the reflection of what seems to be the attitude most genuinely representative of our own time. The hallmark of this attitude is its sense that the certitudes and unshakable basic assumptions of former ages have been swept away, that they have been tested and found wanting, that they have been discredited as cheap and somewhat childish illusions. — Martin Esslin

This, at last, was where things were as they ought to be. Everything was in its place
the tree, the earth underneath, the rock, the moss. In autumn, it would be right; in winter under the snow, it would be perfect in its wintriness. Spring would come again and miracle within miracle would unfold, each at its special pace, some things having died off, some sprouting in their first spring, but all of equal and utter rightness. — Jean Liedloff

Truth is like the sun, its value wholly depends upon our being at a correct distance away from it. — Hjalmar Soderberg

They were glued down, every last one of them. A packet of souls.
Was it fate?
Misfortune?
Is that what glued them down like that?
Of course not.
Let's not be stupid.
It probably had more to do with the hurled bombs, thrown down by humans hiding in the clouds. — Markus Zusak

We were still at the age when girls are years older than guy, and the guys grow up by doing their best when the girls need them to. — Tana French

We're going,' he said excitedly, and shivered with energy. 'Where? How?' said Arthur. 'I don't know,' said Ford, 'but I just feel that the time is right. Things are going to happen. We're on our way.' He lowered his voice to a whisper. 'I have detected,' he said, 'disturbances in the wash.' He — Douglas Adams

But shit, I've never been that complicated. Physical pain gets a physical response. Everything else is nobody's fucking business. — Lisa Henry

Your art is part of the big painting of your life. You are on your own, standing by yourself in the middle of creation. In the beauty of that aloneness, and in how you respond to it, you will find your passion. — Michele Cassou

The city people call us shit farmers," Otto sneered, "but now — Edith Hahn Beer