Quotes by Labyrinth Damn it, how will I ever get out of this labyrinth? Simon Bolivar bedtimelabyrinthalaska It will be easy for us the first time we receive that ball of yarn from Ariadne (love) and then go through all the mazes of the labyrinth (life) and kill the monster. But how many there are who plunge into life (the labyrinth) without taking that precaution? Soren Kierkegaard yarnlabyrinthmazes Pan's Labyrinth works on so many levels that it seems to change shape even as you watch it. It is, at times, a joyless picture, and its pall of sadness can begin to weigh you down. Stephanie Zacharek labyrinthsadnesswatches There should always be in sight the draw — a kind of a beacon that draws you on through the labyrinth. Stewart Brand labyrinthkindsight Sarah: That's not fair! Jareth: You say that so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is? Terry Jones labyrinthbaseswonder None can comprehend eternity but the eternal God. Eternity is an ocean, whereof we shall never see the shore; it is a deep, where we can find no bottom; a labyrinth from whence we cannot extricate ourselves and where we shall never lose the door. Thomas Boston labyrinthoceandoors Show not what has been done, but what can be. How beautiful the world would be if there were a procedure for moving through labyrinths. Umberto Eco labyrinthbeautifulmoving He, who every morning plans the transactions of the day, and follows that plan, carries a thread that will guide him through a labyrinth of the most busy life. Victor Hugo labyrinthtimemorning Those who every morning plan the transactions of the day and follow out that plan carry a thread that will guide them through the labyrinth of the most busy life. The orderly arrangement of their time is like a ray of light which darts itself through all their occupations. But where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incidents, chaos will soon reign. Victor Hugo labyrinthlightmorning The life of Dumas is not only a monument of endeavour and success, it is a sort of labyrinth as well. It abounds in pseudonyms and disguises, in sudden and unexpected appearances and retreats as unexpected and sudden, in scandals and in rumours, in mysteries and traps and ambuscades of every kind. William Ernest Henley pseudonymslabyrinthretreat Private courts, Gloomy as coffins, and unsightly lanes Thrilled by some female vendor's scream, belike The very shrillest of all London cries, May then entangle our impatient steps; Conducted through those labyrinths, unawares, To privileged regions and inviolate, Where from their airy lodges studious lawyers Look out on waters, walks, and gardens green. William Wordsworth labyrinthgardenwater«123456
