Best 47 quotes in «weirdness quotes» category

It's great if you're all rainbows and sunshine, but it's also great if you need seem darkness, metal, vampires, and monsters and the like in your life too.

It takes all shapes, sizes, and light to uplift this world. Be your own special kind of weird. You're of immense value!

Once upon a time, in the not-so-distant past, very weird people were effectively isolated from all the other very weird people. But today, the internet makes it possible for very weird people from anywhere on the planet to get on the internet and talk to one another.

Man has to postulate weirdness, before reaching the new science.

She could not trust people who wore all their "weird" on the outside. It left so little within to discover.

She pressed the rest of her clothes into my hands and said, "Don't do anything weird with them." "I was going to shellac them into a dining set and serve a four-course meal in them," I said, "but if you're gonna get all squeamish about it, I guess I'll just hold them for you.

Some say that you should turn your face from the light of the moon. They say it makes you mad. I turn my face towards it and I laugh. Make me mad, I whisper. Go on, make Mina mad. I laugh again. Some people think that she's already mad, I think.

Nobody in the whole world is normal. That's an idea made up by clothing companies to sell t-shirts. It doesn't exist in nature. Everybody gets to be weird in their own special way.

Speaking with spiders and other things you call unusual... there's no special trick to it. When something catches your attention just keep your attention on it, stick with it 'til the end, and somewhere along the line there'll be weirdness.

Stop trying to find yourself. You’ve had it all along. Never feel ashamed for feeling different; different is the new normal.

Still... I would have hugged my mother if we were the kind of family who hugged. If touching her weren't impossible. If her subnightie waft was not so utterly, fatally repulsive. That's how much I loved her.

Something it's reassuring to know I'm not the only one pretending to be normal.

There always seems to be something upsetting you. You should relax more. It’s not that there’ s nothing coming to get you, there’s everything coming to get you…but relax anyway, just on principle.

The most important thing to keep in mind is not that we are all the same, but that we are all equally weird.

There is a beautiful consistency about Buzzard; he is a porcupine among men, with his quills always flared. If he won a new car with a raffle ticket bought in his name by some momentary girlfriend, he would recognize it at once as a trick to con him out of a license fee. He would denounce the girl as a hired slut, beat up the raffle sponsor, and trade off the car for five hundred Seconals and a gold-handled cattle prod.

The worst thing that could ever happen to Noah has happened. He's become normal.

We could call it Herbie. And when she reaches adolescence, and goes boy-crazy, we can say "Herbie Goes Bananas" to each other over and over again, as you build the doorless turret we can lock her in." (Caitlin Moran to her husband on what to call her daughter's vagina) => :o))

There is nothing wrong with being weird. Anyone who tells you different is only trying to be normal, which is too weird for me.

Weird is my personality, Complicated are my words and Mystery I am but those what gets you to like me.

There are certain key words you look for, in the listings. 'Jenny Agutter' is the big one. Agutter is the sure-fire harbinger of filth. (....) Late at night, I am in the gutter, looking at Agutter." => :o))

Time is weird. That much is obvious. Sometimes I think everything happens at once, which is anything but obvious and even weirder. I feel sorry for people who brag about 'living in the moment'; they're like people who come into the cinema after the film has started or people who drink Diet Coke—they're missing out on the best part. I think time is like the dial on a radio. Most people like to settle on a station with a clear signal and no interference. But that doesn't mean you can't listen to two or even three stations at the same time; it doesn't mean synchrony is impossible. Until quite recently, people believed it was impossible for a universe to fit inside two atoms, but it fits. Why dismiss the idea that on time's radio you can listen to the entire history of humanity simultaneously?

Weird here is something we aspire to, something we perfect, get degrees in, get awards for.

Weird people don't care if they're weird. They are the most entertaining to converse with because nothing is off-limits.

Well, writing novels is incredibly simple: an author sits down…and writes. Granted, most writers I know are a bit strange. Some, downright weird. But then again, you’d have to be. To spend hundreds and hundreds of hours sitting in front of a computer screen staring at lines of information is pretty tedious. More like a computer programmer. And no matter how cool the Matrix made looking at code seem, computer programmers are even weirder than authors.

You are beautiful. Yes, you are beautiful. You are beautiful in all your inimitable ways. You are beautiful in all your charming ways. You are beautiful in all your unique ways. Yes you are beautiful! You are beautiful! You are beautiful in all your inimitable ways. You are beautiful in spite of what they call as your flaws, quirks, and weirdness. You are beautiful in all your unique ways. Don't believe them who say you are not beautiful. They are insecure people who say you are not beautiful! Yes you are beautiful! You are magical because of all your flaws, quirks, and weirdness! Yes you are beautiful in your own unique way. Your imperfections make you unique and beautiful! Yes you are beautiful! You are uniquely beautiful! You are beautiful in your magical way!

You are beautiful! You are beautiful in your inimitable way. You are beautiful because of your flaws, quirks, and weirdness; don't hide them! Embrace all your imperfections because it is your imperfections that make you beautiful!

When you make weirdness into a puzzle to be solved, you make LOST

You're lucky I'm drawn to things that are sick and weird. Makes it so I can actually still like you.

You're not going to get weird on me, are you?" "How exactly would I get weird on you?" "I don't know, but the way you just said weird felt a little weird to me.

You're weird,' he says. Despite everythin, I smile. 'You're always saying that, but in fact, you're weird,' I say. 'Yeah, I know. Remember? That's how I can tell you're weird, too.

You want to be popular? It’s easy to do. Just be a total weirdo and love yourself for it.

Recognise excellence. Celebrate weirdness and innovation. Oddballs should be cherished, if they can do something other people can't do.

At this point I think we need to embrace the weird. High-five it. Give it our phone number.

What happens when children reach puberty earlier and adulthood later? The answer is: a good deal of teenage weirdness.

Being weird adds spice to life. Having weird friends just deepens the flavor

But, in the Trump aftermath, I've measured the costs And benefits of loving those who don't love Strangers. After all, I'm often the odd one— The strangest stranger—in any field or room. "He was weird" will be carved into my tomb.

The longer you go by yourself the weirder you get, and the weirder you get the longer you go by yourself.

As the new love-chemicals rushed through me (...) I discovered what love is, and found that it's just feeling very... interested. (...) I was interested in absolutely everything to do with Buck. Just looking at his face was interesting. How he stood, near a door = interesting." => >;-P

For me, a plain Middle Westerner, there is no middle way. I am in love with whatever is eccentric, devious, strange, singular, unique, out of this world—and with life as an incalculable, a chaotic thing.

Don't settle for a normal life. Not when you can enjoy the wonderful weirdness of being who God created you to be.

Having friends was weird . . . but in a good way.

But why?" Vimbai whispered, overwhelmed with the weight of accumulated disbelief. "What is happening to us?" "Who knows?" Maya shrugged. "Who cares? Enjoy it while you can, why don't you? There will be tons of boring shit in your life, okay? I promise.

If someone invented a thermometer that measured weirdness, it would probably melt under my tongue.

If, years later, I do use the slit detector to observe which way the electron went, it will mean that many years earlier the electron must have passed through one slit or the other. But if I don't use the "slit detector," then the electron must have passed through both slits. This is, of course, extremely weird. My actions at the beginning of the twenty-first century can change what happened thousands of years ago when the electron began its journey. It seems that just as there are multiple futures, there are also multiple pasts, and my acts of observation in the present can decide what happened in the past. As much as it challenges any hope of ever really knowing the future, quantum physics asks whether I can ever really know the past. It seems that the past is also in a superposition of possibilities that crystallize only once they are observed.

In time she said, "I love you, Oddie." My voice was thick when I replied. "I love you more than life.” "We'll be okay," she said. "We are okay." "We're weird and screwed-up, but we're okay," she agreed. "If someone invented a thermometer that measured weirdness, it would melt under my tongue. But you-you're cool.

I tell him, and I write it down as I go. It makes me feel better, as if the weirdness is flowing out of my blood and onto the page, through the dark point of the pen

It can never, ever, ever get weird enough for me.