Convex Quotes

#1. My eyes traced the lines of my hips, my convex stomach, the legs beneath my jeans.
What did the world see in me?

Jenny B. Jones

#2. The difference between psychiatrists and other mentally disturbed people is something like the relationship between concave and convex madness.

Karl Kraus

#3. And so I went through the looking glass, stepped into the netherworld, where up is down and food is greed, where convex mirrors cover the walls, where death is honor and flesh is weak. It is ever so easy to go. Harder to find your way back.

Marya Hornbacher

#4. He passes, struck by the stare of truculent Wellington but in the convex mirror grin unstruck the bonham eyes and fatchuck cheekchops of Jollypoldy the rixdix doldy.

James Joyce

#5. An hour passed and another and then, like a glass of water overfilled - the meniscus inverting, going convex, gravity pulling at the edges, the overflow finally giving way - he could not longer suffer his own cowardice.

Anthony Doerr

#6. People who can't think of anything else but whether the person you love is indented or convex should be doomed not to think of anything else but that, and so miss the other ninety-five percent of life.

Robert Towne

#7. The convex surface of any segment of a sphere is, to the entire surface of the sphere itself, as the versed sine of the segment to the diameter of the sphere.

Edgar Allan Poe

#8. Looked excitingly purposeful, with large video screens ranged over the control and guidance system panels on the concave wall, and long banks of computers set into the convex wall. In one corner a robot sat humped,

Douglas Adams

#9. A Mercedes or a BMW can't make full use of its lustre, as it busily swerves to avoid the very convex buses along very concave roads. The existence of good roads would depend upon another type of wealth. A wealth that might serve the city.

Mia Couto

#10. Seated upon the convex mound Of one vast kidney, Jonah prays And sings his canticles and hymns, Making the hollow vault resound God's goodness and mysterious ways, Till the great fish spouts music as he swims.

Aldous Huxley

#11. Loyalty and devotion lead to bravery. Bravery leads to the spirit of self-sacrifice. The spirit of self-sacrifice creates trust in the power of love.

Morihei Ueshiba

#12. And Mother, I love her dearly, but she flies into a panic whenever I mention women's rights. As she sees it, it will be so much more difficult to marry me off if I am not only of a weak constitution but of a progressive mind as well.

Gwenn Wright

#13. His expression was composed; there was only the slightest hardening of his topaz eyes. 'She's been seeing Jasper in a strange place, she thinks, near his former. . .family. But he has no conscious intentions to go back.' He sighed. 'It's got her worried.

Stephenie Meyer

#14. If one departs from the bliss of the Eternal, he will come across the happiness that is obtained from the temporary.

Dada Bhagwan

#15. I never had intimate friends, and the few who came close are in New York. By which I mean they're dead, because that's where I suppose condemned souls go in order not to endure the truth of their past lives.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

#16. We try to stress the little things because little things lead to big things.

Steve Alford

#17. What would America be like if we loved black people as much as we loved black culture?

Amandla Stenberg

#18. I love to eat. That's why I got so fat; I love to eat. If I don't walk away from a meal hurting, I didn't do it right. If I don't walk away from Thanksgiving dinner feeling like I've been turkey-f**ked in a gingerbread prison, I didn't do it right.

Greg Behrendt

#19. Oh gods, please tel me you've spil ed a drink on your shirt and you're temporarily walking with her to hide the stain. Because Deacon, I'd rather floss my teeth with a daimon's back hair than parade a growth like that around

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#20. I have not got accustomed to English life. The food is truly disastrous and it rains all the time.

Patrice Evra

#21. Drew Friedman isn't just a brilliant artist. He takes you to a place. He takes you back in time. He makes you smell the stale cigarettes and cold brisket and you say, thank you for the pleasure.

Sarah Silverman

#22. What's the point of anything else but the truth?

Laurann Dohner