Gustav Meyrink Quotes

#1. Sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in but what was worn and hackneyed out of all sense and meaning

Jane Austen

#2. Love is a flaming heart, and its flames aspire / Till they cloud the soul in the smoke of a windy fire.

Arthur Symons

#3. I had my one guest star on The Flash, and that became several guest stars, and then they mentioned this new show.

Wentworth Miller

#4. I have not let myself be stultified by science, whose highest goal is to furnish a 'waiting room', which it would be best to tear down.

Gustav Meyrink

#5. Nothing essential happens through death, only through birth and that is the whole trouble - But shouldn't we be speaking of something more important than life and death?

Gustav Meyrink

#6. A thing is a thing, not what is said of that thing.

Susan Sontag

#7. The wheel of the world swings through the same phases again and again.

Rudyard Kipling

#8. A brief rustling that broke off short, as if startled at itself, then deadly silence, that agonising, watchful hush, fraught with its own betrayal, that stretched each minute to an excruciating eternity.

Gustav Meyrink

#9. The longing for wisdom itself is wisdom' - 'search for a fixed point within yourself, my child, that the world cannot reach' - regard everything that happens as a lifeless painting and do not let yourself be touched by it,

Gustav Meyrink

#10. Men blaspheme what they do not know.

Blaise Pascal

#11. Telling it like it is means telling it like it was and how it is now that it isn't what it was to the is now people.

Jill Johnston

#12. The energy doesn't end at the hands. I want such intensity that it feels like light is streaming from every finger.

Bob Fosse

#13. I do indeed write on the road. My laptop goes with me everywhere.

Nora Roberts

#14. The death of Satan was a tragedy
For the imagination.

Wallace Stevens

#15. It is the narrow, hidden tracks that lead back to our lost homeland, what contains the solution to the last mysteries is not the ugly scar that life's rasp leaves on us, but the fine, almost invisible writing that is engraved on our body.

Gustav Meyrink