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The world is held together by lies. When I paint, I'm searching for the truth between them, but I'm no better at this than anyone else. Worse, probably.

To respect a mystery is to make way for the answer.

Through the many years of what I thought was 'searching', was really the process of 'awakening'.

Those who seek eternity find a mind of infinity

Two people departed...in search of love...leaving love in between

We keep searching for things all our life, yet seldom do we notice them!

We are all searching for someone whose demons play well with ours.

We are but pitiful narrative creatures... obsessing over the agony of not knowing. Sisyphus, Atlas, Echo, all those poor souls, now us. It is the oldest story of them all; never-ending pain.

We wonder through our lives not sure of what we’re searching for. What is my calling we might speak to ourselves again and again? It’s a redundant question, we might even shout out load, with no return response. The answer to our question is peacefulness. Once we find as much as possible, we can begin to enjoy simple pleasures, and passion without interruption. Nothing will fall in line without a soft place to land.

Want is always hungry and searching whereas contentment is steady, calm and receiving.

What am I searching for? Maybe its the beliefs I had as a child, that the world is a nice place, that people are genuinely who they say they are, that life is not simply what it is, where the sun shines and the stars glitter for me. Where am I going? I do not know but maybe I am just searching for those beliefs that lead to a happy ending...

When you don't know what you're searching for, you have to look absolutely everywhere.

When the ideas or forms we need are banished, we seek their residues wherever we can trace them

What we are looking for is who is looking

Why do you so earnestly seek the truth in distant places? Look for delusion and truth in the bottom of your own heart.

Where is it?" I asked, willing him to tell me. He laughed suddenly, and I could hear the full-throated, grating sound of the white bear's laughter in it. "East of the sun and west of the moon," he said.

Why after two years at that university, he left to study sociology in Birmingham, no one knew clearly. He suddenly, as he said, 'couldn't stand Cambridge'. He wanted to get closer to something — perhaps life. But life continued to reject him.

Wonders amaze me. They can aim wanderlessly in any forest, be it of dark trees or lighted bushes. And apparently, as per what I’ve heard, they can buy stuff that’s on sale, but only if and when they feel wonderfully wonderful. Because otherwise they wouldn’t really be themselves, which would be a problem for them, because if they aren’t what they are - they can’t exist, and if they don’t exist – that makes them invisible and silent to all the wandering people, who may or may not be looking for them to sell themselves to.

You discover nothing; you only learn of what you have been ignorant of so far.

You feel as if your Earthwalk is a mission of some sorts, but you can’t quite remember what that mission is, and whatever it is you don’t seem to be accomplishing it. In other words, you’re a little bit disheartened. And maybe a little touched.

(...) Where are you trying to go?” Harry hesitated. “I’m not really sure,” he said. “Then perhaps you are already there.

Will it be here that we shall find a place which will not elude us, or which if it remains does not exert on us a culpable attraction? Or must we, leaning over the deck and watching the shores glide by, move forever onward?

You're not lost, so long as you know your way back home.

You will never experience the true self by using the mind in an attempt to find it.

You want help? Ask for help. You want love? Ask for love. If you want anything from the universe, anything from yourself, you must first ask.

all my life i have looked for poems to elope with.

And God does have a personality. He can't hide from us. His personality shines through every Hebrew letter, on every page. Sometimes we forget that God is a person--not a fleshly person, but a person nonetheless. (page iii)

And I go looking looking for you in the streets And I never find you I never find you at all

And must not all stories of brave lives and long endeavours and weary watching for the ideal so end, until all be ended? I cannot tell you whether he found what he sought. I have told you that he sought it.

And sure enough, there it was, not the sought-after needle, but, to my agreeable astonishment, the haystack in the field by the lane.

As long as we are looking for love, we will live in fear of losing it.

A good teacher is one, that never stops listening; a good listener is one, that never stops teaching.

And then, in a skittering, chittering rush, it came. The hand, running high on its fingertips, scrabbled through the tall grass and up onto a tree stump. It stood there for a moment, like crab tasting the air, and then it made one triumphant, nail-clacking leap onto the center of the tablecloth. Time slowed for Coraline. The white fingers closed around the black key....

And we will keep searching for our footsteps in the sands of time...

At least I find solace in searching.

Are you there? I call for you. I've been calling your name, Searching every place in my mind to find you, I've lost count of the days, the hours, minutes, and seconds. The world that looked so vast is now small and empty. Did you take all the magic with you? Or perhaps the world is in pain like my heart because it's lost your spark.

Beloved,if you refuse to go within...you will, sadly, go without.

Battering down doors, battering down people, kicking in doors, kicking in people, searching for her, searching for me.

As long as you keep looking, you'll keep finding...

Do not stop searching for opportunities until opportunities find you.

Don’t dig for your purpose— let it drop from the heavens and fall in your lap. —you can’t hunt your way to it

Don't search for answers. I felt like I was always searching. Literally -- when I felt depressed I'd wander online, pressing links, looking for something that would make me feel better. I'd surf from friends' photos to strangers' blog posts about how to apply makeup, to the flight message board, to Googling Will for the hundredth time--and feel worse.

Cops aren't really your friends, they are trying to be your friends but they are not.... - They are searching evidence to PIN YOU.

Chase your dreams. Design your life in a way that people will have to search you on google and not on social media.

During the course of your temporary hurdles, keep searching for a tad of optimism

For many, the search for Jesus is initiated from experiencing an event in life so powerful, it awakens the dragons of faith; from pain so deep, it calls on the hidden fears of the soul in an effort to survive. For others it means a serious personal life survey that ultimately forces the confrontation with the futility, anesthetics, and despair in their lives.

For a great artist, life is about searching for something that gives you an insatiable craving to go further and beyond.

Every sacred mission, every hunt for hidden relics, every pilgrimage from one end of the earth to the other … I was looking for you.

He: what made you think I am searching for something in life? She: you have the saddest eyes I have ever seen in a Man!

He is the complete opposite of her, or maybe just a completion of her.