"She glanced up at him, and in that moment he pulled his wet shirt over his caput. She forced her listen blank. Blank as a new canvass of newspaper, bare as a starless sky. He came to the fire and crouched before it. He rubbed the water from his blank artillery and flicked it in the flames. She stared at the goose and sliced his drumstick carefully and idea of the blankest expression on the blankest confront she could possibly imagine. It was a dank evening; she thought about that. The goose would be delicious, they must eat every bit much of it as possible, they must not waste it; she thought virtually that." ― Kristin Cashore, Graceling
"In a lifeworld, where we tin can be what we are, and not what people expect us to be, nosotros can escape a blank and void existence, which is linked to wrecking ennui. Boredom ofttimes slips into revulsion and nausea, for not being able to notice an identity and not succeeding in acquiring individuality with the quality of authenticity. ("Similar a frozen image")" ― Erik Pevernagie
"Ane of the strangest things is the act of creation.
Y'all are faced with a blank slate—a page, a sail, a cake of stone or woods, a silent musical instrument.
You then look inside yourself. You pull and tug and squeeze and fish around for slippery raw shapeless things that swim like fish made of deject vapor and fill you with living clamor. Yous latch onto something. And you bring it forth out of your head similar Zeus giving nascency to Athena.
And as information technology comes out, information technology takes shape and tangible course.
It drips on the canvas, and slides through your pen, it springs forth and resonates into the musical strings, and slips along the edge of the sculptor'due south tool onto the surface of the forest or marble.
You have given it cohesion. You have brought forth something ordered and cute out of cipher.
Yous have glimpsed the divine." ― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
"Every moment has infinite potential. Every new moment contains for you possibilities that you can't mayhap imagine. Every day is a blank page that you could make full with the virtually beautiful drawings." ― John C. Parkin, F**grand It: The Ultimate Spiritual Way
"Wisdom is nothing more than confirmed imagination: just because i did not study for his exam does non hateful that he should exit it blank." ― Criss Jami, Killosophy
"Living things don't all require low-cal in the same degree. Some of us make our own low-cal: a silver leaf like a path no one can use, a shallow lake of argent in the darkness nether the great maples.
But you know this already. Yous and the others who think y'all live for truth and, by extension, love all that is cold." ― Louise Glück, Poems 1962-2012
"For some there is no music No lights No fire No untamed madness that breathes life In that location is piece of work Anguish Frustration Rage Despair A dullness that rings like wooden thunder" ― Henry Rollins
"Rather than swallowing our pride and but request what we exercise not know, we choose to fill in the blanks ourselves and later go humbled. Wisdom was frequently, in its youth, proven foolish, and ones humiliated were meant to become wise." ― Criss Jami, Healology
"Once you accept a bare canvas in forepart of your eyes, you can think about how yous want to pigment it." ― Dr Prem Jagyasi
"Meditation offers the perfect cure. By helping us allow go of our thoughts, it makes our heed as clean and pure as a blank sheet of paper." ― Dr Prem Jagyasi
"The mod mind is forced towards the futurity past a certain sense of fatigue, non unmixed with terror, with which information technology regards the past. It is propelled towards the coming fourth dimension; information technology is, in the exact words of the popular phrase, knocked into the middle of next week. And the goad which drives it on thus eagerly is non an affectation for hereafter Futurity does not exist, because it is withal future. Rather it is a fear of the by; a fright not merely of the evil in the past, just of the adept in the past also. The encephalon breaks downward nether the unbearable virtue of mankind. At that place have been so many flaming faiths that nosotros cannot hold; so many harsh heroisms that we cannot imitate; so many great efforts of monumental building or of military celebrity which seem to usa at in one case sublime and pathetic. The future is a refuge from the fierce contest of our forefathers. The older generation, non the younger, is knocking at our door. It is amusing to escape, as Henley said, into the Street of Past-and-Bye, where stands the Hostelry of Never. It is pleasant to play with children, especially unborn children. The future is a blank wall on which every human can write his ain proper name every bit big as he likes; the by I find already covered with illegible scribbles, such equally Plato, Isaiah, Shakespeare, Michael Angelo, Napoleon. I tin can brand the future as narrow every bit myself; the past is obliged to be equally broad and turbulent as humanity. And the event of this modernistic attitude is really this: that men invent new ideals considering they dare not attempt onetime ideals. They look forward with enthusiasm, because they are afraid to look dorsum." ― K.K. Chesterton, What'due south Wrong with the Earth
"The futurity is as blank every bit a plane sail if you don't have an eagle's eye, that's why y'all should climb to a vantage point to become a skillful perspective view at your future." ― Michael Bassey Johnson
"Sitting to recall of what to write will but set your ass on fire, requite you headache, twist your face to look stupid, instead, walk around with a blank mind and something from somewhere volition fill it up." ― Michael Bassey Johnson
"He could be so cynical. And so dry out and acidic. Equally blank as a page. Could he be tender, as well?" ― Kelly Creagh, Nevermore
"To atomic number 82 by instance is to offer your life as a living diarry for others to read. Never brand your life pages blank; make some marks in that location. Many people are reading you." ― Israelmore Ayivor
"She was a blank, a wordless being. She was a hole in the universe." ― Jessica Khoury, Vitro
"History is total of blank spaces, but good stories, invariably, are not." ― Sara Sheridan
"Gankis lifted an arm to bespeak at the distant shale cliffs. "And in the face of it there were thousands of little holes, niggling what-you-phone call-'ems..." "Alcoves," Kennit supplied in an almost dreamy vox. "I telephone call them alcoves, Gankis. As would you lot, if you could speak your own female parent tongue." ― Robin Hobb, Ship of Magic
"Atheism is a lack of conventionalities...what well-nigh the powers of darkness, and that of light, volition you trace both to nothing? Then you must have created yourself." ― Michael Bassey Johnson
"The future is a blank wall on which every man can write his own name as big every bit he likes; the past I find already sovered with scribbles, such as Plato, Isaiah, Shakespeare, Michael Angelo, Napoleon. I can make the future as narrow equally myself; the past is obliged to be equally broad and turbulant as humanity." ― G.Chiliad. Chesterton, What's Wrong with the Earth
"When clusters of anxieties roam inside me i effort to read the blank last page of my life." ― Spriha Kant
"If you felt empty and pitiful later doing something, you probably did a dandy thing." ― Michael Bassey Johnson, Song of a Nature Lover
"It was the stretch and give of the lycra. And the deep blue, invitingly deep, the deep blueish of slumber she longed for, blank and intense, and dissolving everything that would make her toss and turn endlessly through the night." ― Kiran Manral, Missing, Presumed Dead
"She could read me simply probably, I was the one with blank pages." ― Nitya Prakash
"Blank pages are the only things left perfect in this globe." ― t_r_a_v_e_l_l_e_r
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