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Everything is like a wall. Said a scholar to the troll. Bang your head to go on through. Then you'll see, there is no queue.

Every plain wall deserves a piece of work, so why not cover it with a smile?

Faith is a fortified wall.

Face your obstacles head-on. But, if you are damn sure that you are banging your head against a wall, stop it! Increasing the force will only break your head. Go do something else.

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For an incurious person, an open door will be no different than a wall!

Greatness is like a wall the moment you break a brick you start falling; And if not rebuilt you will fall flat

His whole life was a sham, a fairy tale. The truth hidden behind a wall of lies, each lie another brick in the wall until he probably couldn't see the truth anymore.

Human beings could be defined as the keepers of a wall of separation dwelling at the threshold between dimensions longing to meet. As long as we insist being attached to the wall, these dimensions will keep on causing destruction and misery in our life. All human pain and troubles are basically due to our stubbornness in preserving this wall.

I am going to see you in every wall, every street, every glass, in every person, in every wave of the sea and smile.

If we presume that the boundary of the universe is a kind of surrounding wall, then we think like ancestors who thought there's abyss at the edge of flat earth.

I didn't like Dali: now, like you, I do. Like you, I began to drink my Coke with a pinch of salt . Like you, I stopped bothering about ironed clothes. Like you, I sit with a dictionary while reading the papers. Like you, I sit on the compound wall after a bath.

I'll send Ria to you. Save you sneaking up the wall.

I lost something after Hailey died. I'm not sure what to call it, but it's the device that stops ypu from telling the truth when people ask you how you're doing, that vital valve that keeps you deeper, truer emotions under lock and key. I don't know exactly when I lost it, or how to get it back, but for now when it comes to tact, civility, and discretion, I'm an accident waiting to happen, over and over again. Socially, that makes me something of a liability.

Il me dit aussi que de nombreuses parties du mur de Berlin sont détruites petit à petit pour faire place aux constructions modernes. Va-t-on se souvenir du passé ? La preuve que non, aujourd'hui encore, d'autres murs sont construits.

Isaiah lets go of my hand and in a blur, pushes my back against a cold brick wall. His body becomes a hot, thick blanket over mine. The fine hair on my neck stands on end and my eyes close at the sensation of his warm breath on the skin behind my ear. I’m absolutely terrified, but at the same time my body tingles with a weird anticipation.

I'm trapped behind a wall of fear and fear itself.

In a patriarchal society, one of the most important functions of the institution of the family is to make feel like a somebody whenever he is in his own yard a man who is a nobody whenever he is in his employer’s yard.

I tell you once and for all— in front of the angel pictures on the wall, that I am not a host to load-bearing ghosts or heady entities, and if I was ever holy, I have fallen far into the dense atmosphere of the living.

Not every wall needs a ceiling

It really should be a criminal offense for an electrician to mount a breaker box on a bedroom wall. Unfortunately, I see the solar industry mounting inverters on bedroom walls also!

It's hard to push up against a wall, when you are the wall.

It’s the beating of my heart. The way I lie awake, playing with shadows slowly climbing up my wall. The gentle moonlight slipping through my window and the sound of a lonely car somewhere far away, where I long to be too, I think. It’s the way I thought my restless wandering was over, that I’d found whatever I thought I had found, or wanted, or needed, and I started to collect my belongings. Build a home. Safe behind the comfort of these four walls and a closed door. Because as much as I tried or pretended or imagined myself as a part of all the people out there, I was still the one locking the door every night. Turning off the phone and blowing out the candles so no one knew I was home. ’cause I was never really well around the expectations of my personality and I wanted to keep to myself. and because I haven’t been very impressed lately. By people, or places. Or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind.

Obstacles are weak walls without foundations; if you fear them, they will defeat you. But the fact is that they are even afraid of you. So why frightened?

out of sight, out of mind, right? That motto is just a temporary fix—until you’re forced to come face to face with what you’ve been running from. That’s when the mental walls you’ve built to hide behind come crashing down in one hard blow.

Step outside for a while - calm your mind. It is better to hug a tree than to bang your head against a wall continually

she's lazy, so i'm not sure when she had time to build that wall she has surrounding her.

Suicide creates his own society: to shut yourself off from other people in some dingy, rented box and stare, like Melville's Bartleby, day in and day out at the dead wall outside your window is in itself a rejection of the world which is said to be rejecting you. It is a way of saying, like Bartleby, 'I prefer not to' to every offer and every possibility, which is a condition no amount of social engineering will cure.

Success is for those that presses on when they see a wall, find ways around a road block and consistently push boundaries and conquer territories against all odds.

The most impregnable wall invisibly divides you from yourself.

The echo of happiness bounces against a wall. (L'écho du bonheur - S'entend contre un mur.)

The height of a man’s wall or fence is usually a reflection of the depth or shallowness of his neighbours’ pockets.

That challenge you have right now...it’s not a wall; it’s a door. It's meant to be opened. Get a handle on the situation and open it.

The wall? What’s the wall?” Nyx asked. The woman told him. Ahmed translated, “The end of the world.” “Well, that’s fitting,” Nyx said. “It does sound promising,” Ahmed said.

There are no walls at the edge of this universe... absence of gravity is the limit of space existence.

The shield wall reeks of shit, and all a man wants is to be home, to be anywhere but on this field that prepares for battle, but none of us will turn and run or else we will be despised for ever. We pretend we want to be there, and when the wall at last advances, step by step, and the heart is thumping fast as a bird’s wing beating, the world seems unreal.

There was a red button on the wall labelled EMERGENCY, but no button labelled BEWILDERMENT.

The Wall Pass passes the stone. He would pass the stone hearts. (Le Passe Muraille passe la pierre. Il passerait les coeurs de pierre)

Your challenges are like tall walls with weak foundations. They'll fall when you dare to give them a blow. Don't be afraid to dare... You will surely overcome!

When its back's against the wall, even positivity will come out fighting!

When that little clock on my wall says “Olaotan! Olaotan!! Olaotan!!! It’s half past time to write”, I only have three things at my disposal: A pen, A piece of paper, and a crowded mind.

You must let other people to challenge your truths; you must let them to question your faith and the reason for this is very simple: Your truths might be very wrong; your faith might be very mistaken. Don’t be a castle; you need bridges surrounding you, not walls! And remember that walls belong only to cowards!

Where there's a WALL, there's a WAY.

A beautiful person among the Greeks, was thought to betray by this sign some secret favor of the immortal gods; and we can pardonpride, when a woman possesses such a figure that wherever she stands, or moves, or leaves a shadow on the wall, or sits for a portrait to the artist, she confers a favor on the world.

A bad guy in a movie has a lot of latitude for acting. He can walk up the wall, crawl across the ceiling, go piss in the corner and everybody will say, "Fantastic!" But somebody's going to have to catch that sucker. Somebody's going to have to play the guy who gets him in the end. And that's a better part.

A battering ram can knock down a city wall, but it cannot stop a hole. Different things have different uses.

A blank wall of social and professional antagonism faces the woman physician that forms a situation of singular and painful loneliness, leaving her without support, respect or professional counsel.

Abolishing the book is like abolishing the symphony, or sonata form, or the sonnet, or the wall painting.

About 25 years ago, I was in an apartment, and next door, they put on the radio, so I struck the wall with my fist, but they did not put the radio down. I took a tool and banged until I made a hole through the wall. It was like a comedy movie.

Above us our palace waits, the only one I've ever needed. Its walls are space, its floor is sky, its center everywhere. We rise; the shapes cluster around us in welcome, dissolving and forming again like fireflies in a summer evening.