The ambition of much of today's literary theory seems to be to find ways to read literature without imagination.
The city was dark except for the building lights that seemed to appear like sores - like bandaids had been ripped off to expose the city's skin.
I, Kotoko Aihara... Now Kotoko Irie... have finally become Irie-kun's wife. And though this may seem like a happy ending, it is actually more of a happy beginning.
Back in time it seemed that having a sister were a tragedy. Instead it is one of the best presents my parents could have ever given me.
Can't you see there's a determinism about the fate of nations? They all seem to get what they deserve in the long run.
He wondered about himself (whether he was broken, or special, or better, or worse) and about other people (whether they were really all as stupid as they seemed).
The negation of severe suffering was the nearest approach to happiness I expected to know. Besides, I seemed to hold two lives - the life of thought, and that of reality.
Being broke didn't seem so awful as it had yesterday, being broke but being at peace with the world. ("Don't Wait Up For Me Tonight")
The only way is to teach with love, which requires looking beyond what seems, and remembering we create with our judgements.
I can't seem to be a pessimist long enough to overlook the possibility of things being overwhelmingly good.
I balanced all, brought all to mind, The years to come seemed waste of breath, A waste of breath the years behind In balance with this life, this death.
It seems to me nothing man has done or built on this land is an improvement over what was here before.
and now, all these years later, it seem to him that the most horrible fact of human existence was that broken hearts mended
Why she was the happy one when she was dying, and I just can't seem to manage anything when I'm living.
How curious it was, how ironic, he decided, that the human brain seemed capable of understanding almost everything but itself.
Carrie doesn't seem to talk about anything with sharp edges. Maybe she's afraid they might poke her and then she'd burst.
The universe is seeming really huge right now. I need something to hold on to.
Mechanism! Everywhere -- mechanism! Devices for getting away from life so complete that there seemed no life to get away from.
He remembered his mother's love for him, and his family's, and his friends', and the enemy's intention to kill him seemed impossible.
I had found my religion: nothing seemed more important to me than a book. I saw the library as a temple.
It all comes down to who is by your side and who is willing to stand up for love even when it seems impossible.
