„Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.“
Source: Lolita
Vladimir Nabokov193
Russian-American novelist, lepidopterist, professor 1899 - 1977Related quotes
— Francis Place English social reformer 1771 - 1854
Source: The Autobiography of Francis Place: 1771-1854, 1972, p. 7; Cited in: Jeremy Wickins. " An Overview of Francis Place's Life, 1771-1854 http://www.historyhome.co.uk/people/place2.htm," historyhome.co.uk, last edited 12 january 2016.
„Until we see each other again, keep your head together, read some good books, be useful, be happy.“
— Stephen King, book Different Seasons
Source: Different Seasons
„Granted we known each other for some time
but it don't take a whole day to recognize sunshine“
— Common (rapper) American rapper, actor and author from Illinois 1972
"The Light" (Track 7)
Albums, Like Water for Chocolate (2000)
— Arthur Golden, book Memoirs of a Geisha
Source: Memoirs of a Geisha
„We are all feeding from each other, all the time, every day.“
— Dave Eggers, book A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius
Source: A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius
„Yes, perhaps there is some enjoyment in it [his paintings] too, somewhere.“
— Bram van Velde Dutch painter 1895 - 1981
short quotes, 13 April 1968; p. 70
1960's, Conversations with Samuel Beckett and Bram van Velde' (1965 - 1969)
„Tomorrow'll be a new day. Which is really the same miserable fucking day all over again.“
— Tim Winton Australian writer 1960
Part I, Ch.2 - p.9 [Page numbers per the Picador 2018 UK paperback.]
The Shepherd's Hut (2018)
— Emil M. Cioran Romanian philosopher and essayist 1911 - 1995
"Since we have to die in any case, what's the use of seeing each other again?"
Drawn and Quartered (1983)
— John Rawls, book A Theory of Justice
Source: A Theory of Justice (1971; 1975; 1999), Chapter I, Section 3, pg. 15
— Anne Brontë, book The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
Source: The Tenant of Wildfell Hall (1848), Ch. XXII : Traits of Friendship; Arthur to Helen
Context: I see that a man cannot give himself up to drinking without being miserable one half his days and mad the other; besides, I like to enjoy my life at all sides and ends, which cannot be done by one that suffers himself to be the slave of a single propensity.
— Larry Wall American computer programmer and author, creator of Perl 1954
[199709241628.JAA08908@wall.org, 1997]
Usenet postings, 1997
— William Golding British novelist, poet, playwright and Nobel Prize for Literature laureate 1911 - 1993
Nobel prize lecture (1983)
Context: Words may, through the devotion, the skill, the passion, and the luck of writers prove to be the most powerful thing in the world. They may move men to speak to each other because some of those words somewhere express not just what the writer is thinking but what a huge segment of the world is thinking. They may allow man to speak to man, the man in the street to speak to his fellow until a ripple becomes a tide running through every nation — of commonsense, of simple healthy caution, a tide that rulers and negotiators cannot ignore so that nation does truly speak unto nation. Then there is hope that we may learn to be temperate, provident, taking no more from nature's treasury than is our due. It may be by books, stories, poetry, lectures we who have the ear of mankind can move man a little nearer the perilous safety of a warless and provident world. It cannot be done by the mechanical constructs of overt propaganda. I cannot do it myself, cannot now create stories which would help to make man aware of what he is doing; but there are others who can, many others. There always have been. We need more humanity, more care, more love. There are those who expect a political system to produce that; and others who expect the love to produce the system. My own faith is that the truth of the future lies between the two and we shall behave humanly and a bit humanely, stumbling along, haphazardly generous and gallant, foolishly and meanly wise until the rape of our planet is seen to be the preposterous folly that it is.
For we are a marvel of creation. I think in particular of one of the most extraordinary women, dead now these five hundred years, Juliana of Norwich. She was caught up in the spirit and shown a thing that might lie in the palm of her hand and in the bigness of a nut. She was told it was the world. She was told of the strange and wonderful and awful things that would happen there. At the last, a voice told her that all things should be well and all manner of things should be well and all things should be very well.
Now we, if not in the spirit, have been caught up to see our earth, our mother, Gaia Mater, set like a jewel in space. We have no excuse now for supposing her riches inexhaustible nor the area we have to live on limitless because unbounded. We are the children of that great blue white jewel. Through our mother we are part of the solar system and part through that of the whole universe. In the blazing poetry of the fact we are children of the stars.
— James Branch Cabell, book The Cream of the Jest
"Richard Fentnor Harroby" in Ch. 1 : Pallation of the Gambit
The Cream of the Jest (1917)
Context: I also begin where he began, and follow wither the dream led him. Meanwhile, I can but entreat you to remember it is only by preserving faith in human dreams that we may, after all, perhaps some day make them come true.