The sound of your life knows that nothing is lost-- nothing. Absolutely nothing is lost. The most devastating of things that have happened to you have brought you to this place. They give credibility and soundness to what you have been given to serve...
If we take the widest and wisest view of a Cause, there is no such thing as a Lost Cause because there is no such thing as a Gained Cause. We fight for lost causes because we know that our defeat and dismay may be the preface to our successors’ vic...
I remember as a kid watching one of the Olympic games, and I was cheering for a big track athlete. He was the favorite to win, and he lost. I realized in that moment the pain he felt was so much greater than the pain that those who never thought they...
When you trust and you lose— it is because you were wrong to trust and what you believed was merely a phantom. But when you doubt and you lose— it is because in your wanting so much not to be wrong, you lost something that was entirely beautiful ...
In our friendships we have to be wise that we choose godly people to be our friends. Somebody might say, well does that mean that you should never have a lost person as your friend? No, I wouldn't say that. But you can't have the same intimacy with a...
The two brothers who sought to get their only family back, to feel her warmth, one lost his last family member and the other could never feel warmth again. The one who wanted her baby back lost chance of having one again, And the one who had a vision...
[last lines] Marion: Hey, what happened? You don't look very happy. Indiana: Fools. Bureaucratic fools! Marion: What'd they say? Indiana: They don't know what they've got there. Marion: Well, I know what I've got here. Come on. I'll buy you a drink. ...
Dietrich: Doctor Jones, surely you don't think you can escape from this island? Indiana: That depends on how reasonable we're all willing to be. All I want is the girl. Dietrich: [looks at Belloq. Belloq shakes his head] And if we refuse? Indiana: Th...
[Gorgeous George has just been knocked out] Turkish: We've lost Gorgeous George. Brick Top: Shhh. You're going to have to repeat that. Turkish: We've lost Gorgeous George. Brick Top: Well, where'd you lose him? He ain't a set of fucking car keys, is ...
Anakin Skywalker: I feel lost. Padmé: Lost? Anakin Skywalker: Obi-Wan and the Council don't trust me. Padmé: They trust you with their lives. Anakin Skywalker: Something's happening. I'm not the Jedi I should be. I want more. And I know I shouldn't...
Ness: [looking at a gold chain Malone is holding] What is that? Malone: Ah, I'm among the heathen. That is my call box key, and that... is my St. Jude medallion. Ness: Saint who? George Stone: Santo Jude. The patron saint of lost causes. Malone: And ...
Having equipped ourselves with sophisticated living, we've lost something which is essential in its exclusivity, it's neither morals nor values, neither power nor determination, neither intelligence nor knowledge, neither warfare nor bloodshed, the u...
I do not fear of death because my world had lost it's colour and I had lost my happiness. But life goes on. So, I decided to cover the pain I suffer with a shiny,bright smile.I might look happy but you do not know what's going on inside. It's scary w...
Memories of that which we have lost are curious things - weeks, months, even years may pass without recollection of them and then, quite suddenly, something will remind us of a lost friend, or of a favourite possession that has been mislaid or destro...
Then, in spite of everything, he began to smile. So much of his existence in Everlost had been full of despair. Despair, and a fear of losing what he had. But Allie was not lost, she was just there across the river, waiting for him to find her. Nick ...
I don’t know where I’m going on this path. I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. You had to be lost, before you could be found. These are the truths. You had to be confused, before you could find clarity; you had to suffer, before you cou...
I lost Susy thirteen years ago; I lost her mother--her incomparable mother!--five and a half years ago; Clara has gone away to live in Europe and now I have lost Jean. How poor I am, who was once so rich! . . . Jean lies yonder, I sit here; we are st...
I had lost faith in biography.
I lost my head for a little while.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
I'm not lost, they just moved my street.
