I believe that all the survivors are mad. One time or another their madness will explode. You cannot absorb that much madness and not be influenced by it. That is why the children of survivors are so tragic. I see them in school. They don't know how— Elie Wiesel
Most Powerful Explodes quotations
You and I are made of stardust. We are the stuff of exploded stars. We are therefore, at least 1 way that the Universe knows itself. That, to me, is astonishing.
American men are allotted just as many tears as American women.
But because we are forbidden to shed them, we die long before women do, with our hearts exploding or our blood pressure rising or our livers eaten away by alcohol because that lake of grief inside us has no outlet. We, men, die because our faces were not watered enough.
the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
Fall in love so madly that every leaf whispers words of love to your lover.
Every raindrop explodes with only one word as it hits the Earth.
Your body is like a piece of dynamite.
You can tap it with a pencil all day, but you'll never make it explode. You hit it once with a hammer: Bang! Get serious. Do 40 hard minutes, not an hour and half of nonsense. It's so much more rewarding.
We must alert and organise the world's people to pressure world leaders to take specific steps to solve the two root causes of our environmental crises - exploding population growth and wasteful consumption of irreplaceable resources. Overconsumption and overpopulation underlie every environmental problem we face today.
Psychoanalysis will fade away just as mesmerism and phrenology did, and for the same reason - its exploded pretensions will deprive it of recruits
Until she met the exploding statue, Annabeth thought she was prepared for anything.
I rarely cry. I save my feelings up inside me like I have something more specific in mind for them. I am waiting for the exact perfect situationand then BOOM! I'll explode in a light show of feeling and emotion - a pinata stuffed with tender nuances and pent-up passions
Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded.
And the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: you are all stardust.
God help me if I ever do another movie with an explosion in it.
If you see me in a movie where stuff is exploding you'll know I've lost all my money.
Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.
Nothing is worse than being alone on the evening of the day when one's cow has exploded.
Hurricane Katrina overwhelmed levees and exploded the conventional wisdom about a shared American prosperity, exposing a group of people so poor they didn't have $50 for a bus ticket out of town. If we want to learn something from this disaster, the lesson ought to be: America's poor deserve better than this.
Be a light, not a judge, be a model not a critic.
Little by little, your circle of influence will explode and you will avoid the emotional metastasizing cancers of complaining, criticizing, competing, comparing and cynicism, all which reflect victimization, all of which are the opposite of being proactive.
Once I get onstage the tension explodes and I'm fine.
I'm in another world - in a trance almost, doing what I love best, expressing myself through guitar.
So much love, too much love, it is our madness, it is rotting us out, exploding us like dandelion polls.
If the automobile had followed the same development as the computer, a Rolls Royce would today cost $100 and get a million miles per gallon, and explode once a year killing everyone inside.
I want my music to sound like throwing yourself out of a tree, or off a tall building, or as if you’re being sucked down into the ocean and you can’t breathe… It’s something overwhelming and all-encompassing that fills you up, and you’re either going to explode with it, or you’re just going to disappear.
Short fiction seems more targeted - hand grenades of ideas, if you will.
When they work, they hit, they explode, and you never forget them. Long fiction feels more like atmosphere: it's a lot smokier and less defined.
I wouldn't dream of working on something that didn't make my gut rumble and my heart want to explode.
If I'm going to get hit, why let the guy who's going to hit me get the easiest and best shot? I explode into the guy who's trying to tackle me.
I want a lifetime of holy moments. Every day I want to be in dangerous proximity to Jesus. I long for a life that explodes with meaning and is filled with adventure, wonder, risk, and danger. I long for a faith that is gloriously treacherous. I want to be with Jesus, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.
There's such a fierce intense fire burning inside of me, so much that it just wants to explode.
Nervous energy is the ammunition we take into any mental battle.
If you don't have enough of it, your concentration will fade. If you have a surplus, the results will explode.
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved.
The internet explodes when somebody has the creativity to look at a piece of data that's put there for one reason and realise they can connect it with something else.
The bombs in Vietnam explode at home; they destroy the hopes and possibilities for a decent America.
Happy birthday to former First Lady Barbara Bush, who turned seventy-seven this week. Unfortunately, where her granddaughters helped blow out the candles on her cake, it exploded.
I learned a lot about the business side of the industry and some new production tools. It's getting more and more difficult, because of my exploding gig schedule.
When I'm taking my last breath, I want to look at how I used up the best of myself. How much did I sweat, push, pull, rip, fall, hit, crash, explode?...My dream is to be so well-used that in my last-half second, I just burst into dust.
Our right hemisphere, it thinks in pictures and it learns kinesthetically through the movement of our bodies. Information ... explodes into this enormous collage of what this present moment looks like, smells like and tastes like, what it feels like and what it sounds like.
I am on a drug. It's called Charlie Sheen. It's not available. If you try it once, you will die. Your face will melt off and your children will weep over your exploded body.
They don't tend to feature the kind of vaginas I like in adult films.
I tend to like a thick, heavy pussy - the kind of pussy that looks like it just smoked an exploding cartoon cigar.