Best 201 quotes in «mess quotes» category

The bigger the mess, the greater the progress.

The food in the hostel mess is worst of a kind. The grief in my words reach easily to those who have "been there and done that" Chapatti in the meal is either so uncooked or overly cooked and you can only expect dal in the ocean of water when you are ready to swim.

The mess is wiped by the mercy of the Maker.

The front room of his house was what I called 'untidy chic'. Prefects weren't subject to the same Rules on room tidiness, but since no one really enjoyed clutter, a certain style of ordered untidiness was generally considered de couleur for a prefect's room.

There will be days when she will be mess and all you will have to do is keep calling her beautiful until she starts believing she is.

The opposite of faith is not doubt, but certainty. Certainty is missing the point entirely. Faith includes noticing the mess, the emptiness and discomfort, and letting it be there until some light returns. Faith also means reaching deeply within, for the sense one was born with, the sense, for example, to go for a walk.

There is a fascinating chaos to life; but there is always a message in the mess... always.

The small launch bay was littered with debris. A powerful breeze tore at his black silk shirt as Kilroy made his way across it to the waiting shuttle, evoking a feeling like the fingers of fate were caressing his body. “The Hammer” stepped over the body of one of his fallen crew without a trace of care or concern. The air was rushing past him, like a wind, out into space through the wounds in the side of his ship. Fatigued and desperate, the Hammer was running out of options. His ship was a mess, holed in a dozen places, the life support systems failing. Weakened hull sections were collapsing in pressure bursts. The vibrations that shook the deck beneath him now were not from the engines that once drove her forward, but now from the explosions down below, tearing her apart.

These times are hard, but I won't walk away jaded, darker, different. I feel. I cry to heal. If you saw me in those moments, maybe you'd think I was a mess. But I don't call it a mess. I call it strength. Real strength isn't about building walls. Real strength is about staying open, no matter what. It's about taking life—with all the pleasures that fade and all the pain that sticks around for too long—and not shutting down, not closing down, not building up those walls. Resilience isn't hard, impenetrable, iron. Resilience is flexible, soft, warm. Stay strong. The real kind of strong. Don't let your automatic mind reflexes make you jump away from pain and towards pleasure. Make choices. See clearly. And never, ever, stop feeling. Don't go numb. The world, even with all its horror, is too beautiful to miss.

This assignment could damn well project all the words across my face and the ink stain my hands a gory mess before I finished it.

Those who broadcast your messy failures are the same people who will telecast your mass fortunes. But this can only happen when you accept your responsibility to turn your life around!

Too often we only identify the crucial points in our lives in retrospect. At the time we are too absorbed in the fetid detail of the moment to spot where it is leading us. But not this time. I was experiencing one of my dad’s deafening moments. If my life could be understood as a meal of many courses (and let’s be honest, much of it actually was), then I had finished the starters and I was limbering up for the main event. So far, of course, I had made a stinking mess of it. I had spilled the wine. I had dropped my cutlery on the floor and sprayed the fine white linen with sauce. I had even spat out some of my food because I didn’t like the taste of it. “But it doesn’t matter because, look, here come the waiters. They are scraping away the debris with their little horn and steel blades, pulled with studied grace from the hidden pockets of their white aprons. They are laying new tablecloths, arranging new cutlery, placing before me great domed wine glasses, newly polished to a sparkle. There are more dishes to come, more flavors to try, and this time I will not spill or spit or drop or splash. I will not push the plate away from me, the food only half eaten. I am ready for everything they are preparing to serve me. Be in no doubt; it will all be fine.” (pp.115-6)

We have worked all day to tidy the mess you have made.

Was it possible to find recompense, meaning, connection with others amidst the mess and the muddle ?

What if I show you all those dark sides of my mind? What if I let you in; so that you can see how messy and destructive my soul can be? Would you still be there for me? Would you still choose to stay? …

What else can you tell me?” Dad stares at me. “What have you learned while you were awake?” I learned that life is so, so fragile. I learned that you can know someone for just days and never forget the impression he left on you. I learned that art can be beautiful and sad at the same time. I learned that if someone loves you, he’ll wait for you to love him back. I learned that how much you want something doesn’t determine whether you get it or not, that “no” might not be enough, that life isn’t fair, that my parents can’t save me, that maybe no one can. “Nothing much,” I mutter.

Well if that's the kind of pride you're talking about, you can bet your ass, I'm going to mess with it.

When every other facet of my life was a mess, music stayed true as math.

What you are is a fucking tragedy, Simon Snow. You literally couldn't be a bigger mess." He tries to kiss me, but I pull back- "And you like that?" "I love it." He says "Why?" "Because we match.

When you are DOWN for satan, you'll be LOADED with sin... and you'll DOWNLOAD failure! You and I can't be part of that mess!

Without the mess, who treasure the mercy of the Maker?

You don’t know how much is tiring to stay here Since chaos is all I know Mess is all I see And noise is all I hear... I wish I could escape this hell to a place Where l know no one and no one knows my name; Flying as if I’ve never been tamed before Laughing is if I’ve never cried before And dancing as if there is no other eye around to look at me …

You may regret for messing up on few occasions, but you need to appreciate the fact that blames don’t clean the mess; they only smear the blame on your face. Make changes!

You're the ache and the ruin, the mess I fell into without hesitation.

You were born to lead people out of the darkness into light in the power of God. Dare to rise up to this calling! Never stand low for satan to mess up your destiny. You are a pencil in the hands of God!

A bull in just about any shop is gonna be a mess.

You will meet a lot of people in your life; some laugh with you, others will laugh at you; some will love to clean your mess, others will love to mess you up! Love all, but choose carefully the one who stays close to you forever!

A creative mess is better than idle tidiness.

All the theories mess you up inside.

A man who dies without adequate life insurance should have to come back and see the mess he created.

American poetry is a mess. Long live American poetry.

Anybody who's ever dealt with me knows not to mess with me.

Anytime I mess up, even if it's a simple turnover, that affects me.

But if you don’t take the necessary steps to make them happen, dreams are just mirages that mess with your head!

As much research as you think you're doing, you're going to mess up, without a question.

At 11, 12 I thought I was clumsy, ugly, a mess, an unappealing person, but I did have the gift of the gab. I had the school record at Haberdashers for consecutive detentions for simply speaking out of turn.

but it's not always as set as that. Some things, though, feel like they're right. You and me? It's one of those things. I don't know why they see or why things are such a mess, but in the middle of it all, I do know that being around you is one of tue best things that happened to me in, well, ever.

A play should have barely been rescued from the mess it might just as easily have been.

Automating a mess yields an automated mess.

By cool, I don't mean cool. I mean vulnerable and a mess.

Computing is kind of a mess. Your computer doesn't know where you are. It doesn't know what you're doing. It doesn't know what you know.

Chronic disease is a foodborne illness. We ate our way into this mess, and we must eat our way out.

C is a razor-sharp tool, with which one can create an elegant and efficient program or a bloody mess.

Don't mess with a wizard when he's wizarding!

Cubanas are very strong women. So don't mess with us, don't take us for granted!

Don't mess with anybody on a Monday. It's a bad, bad day.

Don't Mess Around with Reality and Reality Won't Mess Around with You.

Don't mess with me, Calvin. You'll only get hurt.

Don't mess with my money.

Don't mess with the dead, boy, they have eerie powers.