Top 38 Paul Claudel Quotes
#1. I'd let my mind wander to off-limits territory of us, together.
Jessica Love
#3. Doctor, do you think it could have been the sausage?
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#4. Open your eyes! The world is still intact; it is as pristine as it was on the first day, as fresh as milk!
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#5. It must never be forgotten ... that the liberties of the people are not so safe under the gracious manner of government as by the limitation of power.
Richard Henry Lee
#6. The priest has just baptized you a Christian with water; and I baptize you a Frenchman, daring child, with a dewdrop of champagne on your lips.
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#7. How amazing it is to be alive Anyone who lives and breathes and puts both feet on the ground, What possible reason could he have for envying the gods
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#8. When man tries to imagine Paradise on earth, the immediate result is a very respectable Hell.
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#9. Time: all things consume it, love alone makes use of it.
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#10. Sanity is transmuting all the insane parts of your brain into a creative outlet.
Jaeda DeWalt
#12. The words I use Are everyday words and yet are not the same! You will find no rhymes in my verse, no magic. There are your very own phrases.
Paul Claudel
#14. Mayweather was already a gargoyle for our era, a gleaming hood ornament on a demented limo running one red light after another, America's id.
Brin-Jonathan Butler
#15. It is fortunate that diplomats have long noses since they usually cannot see beyond them.
Paul Claudel
#17. It makes the idea of in sickness and in health that much more real to see it play out in front of you.
Kiera Cass
#18. The only living socities are those which are animated by inequality and injustice.
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#19. In a word, poetry can not exist without emotion, or, if you will, without a movement of the soul which regulates the words.
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#20. While she was working on Maturity, ... M. Rodin is well aware that people have imagined that he did my sculpture why then do all one can to give credence to these lies.
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#22. Now I know that at the heart of the universe is joy.
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#23. There are two ways to shine: to reflect light or produce it.
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#24. Art imitates nature not in its effects as such, but in its causes, in its 'manner,' in its process, which are nothing but a participation in and a derivation of actual objects, of the Art of God himself.
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#25. You have no beginning of time. It's always been there.
Neil Turok
#26. All that passes is raised to the dignity of expression; all that happens is raised to the dignity of meaning. Everything is either symbol or parable.
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#27. As the poets say, stories are truth told through lies.
Jessica Khoury
#28. Speak about Christ only when you are asked. But live so that people ask about Christ!
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#29. Jesus did not come to explain away suffering or remove it. He came to fill it with His Presence.
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#30. I'm beginning to wonder if the symbol of the United States pretty soon isn't going to be an ambassador with a flag under his arm climbing into an escape helicopter.
Ronald Reagan
#31. Eighty years old! No eyes left, no ears, no teeth, no legs, no wind! And when all is said and done, how astonishingly well one does without them.
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#32. Gentlemen, in the little moment that remains to us between the crisis and the catastrophe, we may as well drink a glass of Champagne.
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#33. Truth has nothing to do with the number of people it convinces.
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#34. There's this great fantasy of going to work, every day, and getting to play out what people think my life is, as a successful actor.
Robert Knepper
#35. Yes, it's worth it. The pain of sorrow is terrible and hard to bear, but the joy of love makes it worthwhile. p123
Kate Sherwood
#36. We must not seek happiness in peace, but in conflict.
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#37. The mere thought of going near a man who is not mellowly pickled, and whose breath reeks of his native fleshy self, is squeamishly unpalatable to me.
Caitlin Thomas
#38. You explain nothing, O poet, but thanks to you all things become explicable.
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