123 Quotes About The-message-to-the-planet

. . . it's a centuries-old look, there's something suspicious in it, intense, withdrawn, even frightened.

. . . the huge machine of her misery.

Yes, I've endured so much, and you seem to think this means I will endure anything. It does not.

I can't believe in your other attachment.

Perhaps he has realised now that he's trapped here and has to suffer with us and become mortal and die.

Human life is short, we don't exist all that much. A pale brief flicker in the dark.

Yes, and I'm ready to wade through blood for him, but there is no blood, only a false sickly slime — I can't live in fogs and falsehoods, I must live in the open, I must find my way out, I must find someone else, and I have found someone else.

He was conscious of his body as a heavy cold horrible container. He had the feeling, coming to him as the memory of a dream, of being a prisoner waiting to be tortured. The extremity of pain was yet to come. And even now he was denied to comfort of self-pitying misery and warm tears.

I can't quite believe he has actually left this scene, left our lives, wherein he was always so significant!