Puddles Quotes - Page 2

• Photos are profound because they have such short lives. They are more like fingerprints, dead leaves, rain puddles, or the corpses of flies.

  Tom Waits

  Short Life, Rain, Profound

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• I can get excitement watching rain on a puddle. And then I paint it. Now, I admit, there are not too many people who would find that exciting. But I would. And I want life thrilling and rich. And it is. I make sure it is.

  David Hockney

  Rain, People, Want

  "Hockney on... Politics, Pleasure, and Smoking in Public Places". FOREST Online Interview with Marion Finlay, July 28, 2004.

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• Either you were a hoodlum, or you were a puddle on the sidewalk.

  Jerry Garcia

  Sidewalk

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• A cat is a purring parcel of paradox, a cunning collection of contradictions. A cat is lazy and busy, dainty and savage, affectionate and aloof, greedy and finicky, sound asleep in one instant, and awake and stalking in the next. A cat is a limp puddle of softness, surrounding a steel-hard and ever-alert set of muscles. ... A cat has the face of a pansy flower, and is just as velvety. A cat holds infinity in her eyes, and your heart in her front paws.

  Leonore Fleischer

  Flower, Heart, Cat

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• Now you are changed people. Your personality is different. It's shining through your spirit. In that spirit, you have to see everything. All your conditionings will drop out as soon as you start identifying your Self fully, fully with the spirit. Fully - again I say because we do not. We are still Christians. We are still Hindus. We are still Muslims. We are still Indians, English, this, that. We are still narrow-minded, small, little puddles. We have to be the ocean. Once you are identified with the ocean, you have to throw away everything and become absolutely clean and detached.

  Nirmala Srivastava

  Love, Christian, Wisdom

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• I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.

  Jean-Paul Sartre

  Sleep, Water, Tree

  Jean-Paul Sartre (2007). “Nausea”, p.157, New Directions Publishing

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• A mind is accustomed to mathematical deduction, when confronted with the faulty foundations of astrology, resists a long, long time, like an obstinate mule, until compelled by beating and curses to put its foot into that dirty puddle.

  Johannes Kepler

  Time, Dirty, Feet

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• I know every numbskull will babble on about "black man," "maneater," "chance," and "retrospective interpretation," in order to banish something terribly inconvenient that might sully the familiar picture of childhood innocence. Ah, these good, efficient, healthy-minded people, they always remind me of those optimistic tadpoles who bask in a puddle in the sun, in the shallowest of waters, crowding together and amiably wriggling their tails, totally unaware that the next morning the puddle will have dried up and left them stranded.

  Carl Jung

  Morning, Optimistic, Men

  "Memories, Dreams, Reflections". Book by Carl Jung, recorded and edited By Aniela Jaffe, translated by Richard and Clara Winston, p. 14, archive.org. 1963.

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• Another priest said,"Is it true you've said you'll believe in any god whose existence can be proved by logical debate?""Yes."Vimes had a feeling about the immediate future and took a few steps away from Dorfl."But the gods plainly do exist," said a priest."It Is Not Evident."A bolt of lightning lanced down through the clouds and hit Dorfl's helmet. There was a sheet of flame and then a trickling noise. Dorfl's molten armour formed puddles around his white-hot feet."I Don't Call That Much Of An Argument," said Dorfl calmly, from somewhere in the clouds of smoke.

  Terry Pratchett

  Believe, White, Feet

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• My dead and wounded were nearly as great in number as those still on duty. They literally covered the ground. The blood stood in puddles in some places on the rocks; the ground was soaked with the blood of as brave men as ever fell on the red field of battle.

  William C. Oates

  War, Men, Rocks

  Frank Haskell, Franklin Aretas Haskell, William C. Oates (1992). “Gettysburg: Two Eyewitness Accounts”, Bantam Books

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• The fruition of the year had come and the night should have been fine with a moon in the sky and the crisp sharp promise of frost in the air, but it wasn't that way. It rained and little puddles of water shone under the street lamps on Main Street. In the woods in the darkness beyond the Fair Ground water dripped from the black trees.

  Sherwood Anderson

  Moon, Night, Air

  Sherwood Anderson (1995). “Winesburg, Ohio”, p.104, Courier Corporation

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• Or you'd just passed by one of those puddles in the street with gasoline rainbows in them. I mean you'd be different in some way—I can't explain what I mean. And even if I could, I'm not sure I'd feel like it.

  J. D. Salinger

  Mean, Rainbow, Different

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• You are so afraid of losing your moral sense that you are not willing to take it through anything more dangerous than a mud-puddle.

  Gertrude Stein

  Mud Puddles, Losing, Moral

  Fernhurst, Q.E.D., and Other Early Writings (1971) "Q.E.D." (1903) bk. 1

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• If you heard your lover scream in the next room and you ran in and saw his pinkie on the floor, in a small puddle of blood. You wouldn't rush to the pinkie and say, 'Darling, are you OK? ' No, you'd wrap your arms around his shoulders and worry about the pinkie later. The same holds true if you heard the scream, ran in and saw his hand or -god forbid- his whole arm. But suppose you hear your lover scream in the next room, and you run in and his head is on the floor next to his body. Which do you rush to and comfort first?

  Jeffrey McDaniel

  Running, Blood, Hands

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• Everything that is dead quivers. Not only the things of poetry, stars, moon, wood, flowers, but even a white trouser button glittering out of a puddle in the street... Everything has a secret soul, which is silent more often than it speaks.

  Wassily Kandinsky

  Stars, Flower, Moon

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• The pale pink light of dawn sparkled on branch and leaf and stone. Every blade of grass was carved from emerald, every drip of water turned to diamond. Flowers and mushrooms alike wore coats of glass. Even the mud puddles had a bright brown sheen. Through the shimmering greenery, the black tents of his brothers were encased in a fine glaze of ice. So there is magic beyond the Wall after all.

  George R. R. Martin

  Brother, Wall, Flower

  George R. R. Martin (2012). “George R. R. Martin's A Game of Thrones 5-Book Boxed Set (Song of Ice and Fire Series): A Game of Thrones, A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords, A Feast for Crows, and and A Dance with Dragons”, p.981, Bantam

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• Ah come on, these streams of light are not so subtle. All along the ditch, signs of life in sinking puddles!

  Sarah Harmer

  Thinking, Light, Subtle

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• Wind and storm colored July. Also, in the middle, cadaverous, awful, lay the grey puddle in the courtyard, when holding an envelope in my hand, I carried a message. I came to the puddle. I could not cross it. Identity failed me. We are nothing, I said, and fell. I was blown like a feather. I was wafted down tunnels. Then very gingerly, I pushed my foot across. I laid my hand against a brick wall. I returned very painfully, drawing myself back into my body over the grey, cadaverous space of the puddle. This is life then to which I am committed.

  Virginia Woolf

  Wall, Tunnels, July

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• A river without banks is a large puddle.

  Ken Blanchard

  Rivers

  Ken Blanchard (2007). “The Heart of a Leader: Insights on the Art of Influence”, p.114, David C Cook

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• By the time I had finished my coffee and returned to the streets, the rain had temporarily abated, but the streets were full of vast puddles where the drains where unable to cope with the volume of water. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you would think that if one nation ought by now to have mastered the science of drainage, Britain would be it.

  Bill Bryson

  Rain, Coffee, Thinking

  Bill Bryson (2010). “Notes From A Small Island: Journey Through Britain”, p.279, Random House

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• I haven't decided if he deserved to eat bread made out of sticks or live in a rancid puddle, probably because I haven't made up my mind whether anyone deserves such treatment, though I suspect that the day a person gives up on the Geneva Conventions is the day a person gives up on the human race.

  Sarah Vowell

  Giving Up, Race, Mind

  Sarah Vowell (2005). “Assassination Vacation”, p.81, Simon and Schuster

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• I can’t explain what I mean. And even if I could, I’m not sure I’d feel like it.

  J. D. Salinger

  I Hate You, Mean, Not Sure

  "Salinger by David Shields and Shane Salerno - review" by Tim Adams, www.theguardian.com. September 16, 2013.

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• Raindrops are beating, a large puddle is forming, there on the balcony. It all floats in Emptiness, in purest Transparency, with no one here to watch it. If there is an I, it is all that is arising, right now and right now and right now. My lungs are the sky; those mountains are my teeth; the clouds are my skin; the thunder is my heart beating time to the timeless; the rain itself, the tears of our collective estate, here where nothing is really happening.

  Ken Wilber

  Rain, Heart, Sky

  Ken Wilber (2000). “One Taste”, p.151, Shambhala Publications

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• We've been pretty lucky we've played with Feeder, Hundred Reasons and Puddle of Mud, but I think the one we're most proud of is playing with The Deftones because when we were kids they were everyone's favourite band. I think all our mates were pretty envious.

  Dave McPherson

  Kids, Thinking, Lucky

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• Alas, all too often, the dream turns into a mud puddle. I am left looking at a disaster. What to do! Keep working. I ask the Almighty for help. That frees me.

  Jules Olitski

  Dream, Failure, Mud

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