Pointillist Quotes

#1. God help the man who ever really loves you.

Margaret Mitchell

#2. Solitude is an inevitable circumstance.

Haruki Murakami

#3. Life on earth is such a good story you cannot afford to miss the beginning ... Beneath our superficial differences we are all of us walking communities of bacteria. The world shimmers, a pointillist landscape made of tiny living beings.

Lynn Margulis

#4. I am leaving this legacy to all of you ... to bring peace, justice, equality, love and a fulfillment of what our lives should be. Without vision, the people will perish, and without courage and inspiration, dreams will die - the dream of freedom and peace.

Rosa Parks

#5. I know this is a bit redundant, but it is really hard to explain just how loud Tiger Stadium is when you're standing on the field. The crowd is moving and swaying so much, and in so many directions, it makes the stands look blurry, like a pointillist painting.

Wright Thompson

#6. Western philosophy must be discussed; eastern philosophy must be experienced.

Adriano Bulla

#7. Maturity colonizes your adolescent mind, like an ultraviolet photograph of a vast cosmic nebula that turns out, on closer examination, to be a pointillist self-portrait.

Elan Mastai

#8. We have lost the invaluable faculty of being shocked a faculty which has hitherto almost distinguished the Man or Woman from the beast or child.

C.S. Lewis

#9. If I make a fool of myself, who cares? I'm not frightened by anyone's perception of me.

Angelina Jolie

#10. Evil lurks in this castle.

MaryLu Tyndall

#11. I'm a pointillist, just working my tiny little piece of the canvas. I'm not so good at perspective.

Garry Trudeau

#12. I wanted to be a football player. Football is a sport that I love, but the more I started playing basketball, the more I started dreaming of playing in the NBA.

Dwyane Wade

#13. If the president is allowed to suspend constitutional rights on his own personal whims, our free republic has effectively ceased to exist.

Steve Stockman

#14. In his perversity, or his genius, or both,

Clive Barker

#15. Light slanting down across Alode the Cliff illuminated a hundred forests; the irradiated foliage seemed to glow with internal light: bitter lime, intense gray-blue given pointillist fire by scarlet seed-pots, dark umber, black-blue, black-green

Jack Vance

#16. We reap what we sow. We are the makers of our own fate. The wind is blowing; those vessels whose sails are unfurled catch it, and go forward on their way, but those which have their sails furled do not catch the wind. Is that the fault of the wind? ... We make our own destiny.

Swami Vivekananda