Top 100 Quotes About Iris
#1. the wall iris
opens its buds:
before my eyes
the last spring
begins to fade
Shiki Masaoka
#2. Like many self-help books, The Deepest Blue is full of horrifyingly simplistic language and some admittedly good advice. Somehow the women in the book learn to say: That's my depression talking. It's not "me."
As if we could scrape the color off the iris and still see.
Maggie Nelson
#3. Deep within, every human being hoards a pitch-black riddle. The darkness of the iris is nothing other than the starless night, the darkness deep in the eye is nothing other than the darkness of the universe.
Lars Gustafsson
#4. Iris Johansen's lovers weathered the sack of city states and the vagaries of the French Revolution; Judith McNaught's heroines endured amnesia, social ostracism and misunderstandings so big they deserved their own ZIP code.
Lauren Willig
#5. Stinging words! You re critical of everyone," observes Iris. "Oh, not everyone," says Clara in an offhand manner. "Only everybody who's alive as well as most people who are dead. I feel quite neutral about anybody not yet born.
Gregory Maguire
#6. If even a dog's tooth is truly worshipped it glows with light. The venerated object is endowed with power . . . - Iris Murdoch, The Sea, the Sea
Christopher Buckley
#7. Deep in the drilled-in mud of the fields behind me, our bulbs are wrapped in their brittle skins with their messages of color stored inside. Blue iris, yellow crocus, tulips of all colors.
Anna Smaill
#8. Imagine someone pointing to a place in the iris of a Rembrandt eye and saying, 'The walls of my room should be painted this color.
Ludwig Wittgenstein
#9. The girls Iris went through wound up cracked vases no longer fit for flowers, leaky dust collectors. After Iris, girls left town or started fucking boys. She ruined everyone.
Michelle Tea
#10. Neatly at its foot, a gauze. I hear her gargling in the bathroom. My hands and feet are blue from the cold and I cannot see through the window for the frost and icicles. When Ana Iris starts
Junot Diaz
#11. Hmm, What did I love? I think all the scents. Mama's lilac trees, and the wild iris in the fields, and rain on the breeze on a hot day. Apple and pear blossoms. The hay just cut. The mix of odors in the barn when the sunlight was shafting through the cracks in the boards, heating everything up.
Jane Smiley
#12. You're Gideon's friend."
I laughed. Gideon's friend, of course. "Only because his mother pays me to hang out with him."
"Can she pay me?" Elspeth asked.
Iris, moving into the room, rolled her eyes at her sister.
Bethany Frenette
#13. The rain landed on my skin with a barely audible patter and changed the tempo of its repetitive dance, letting the wind change its course and angle. The cold soon seeped through my dress and into my bones. An iris from my garland fell in my lap.
Erica Sehyun Song
#14. It is really quite remarkable," Sarah said, "that the two of you
are sisters."
"I marvel at it every day," Iris said flatly.
Julia Quinn
#15. [Iris] squeezed his hand. Don't lose hope, Frank. Rainbows always stand for hope.
Rick Riordan
#16. Ana Iris once asked me if I loved him and I told her about the lights in my old home in the capital, how they flickered and you never knew if they would go out or not. You put down your things and you waited and couldn't do anything really until the lights decided. This, I told her, is how I feel.
Junot Diaz
#17. Completely refactored Iris GL and made it an open standard. Their
Anonymous
#19. The long eyelids beat and lift: a burning needleprick stings and quivers in the velvet iris.
James Joyce
#20. This predilection of bright women to twist themselves into bizarre submissive postures from which only humor can release them is something die-hard feminists will never address. But Iris and I were in agreement: there is nothing that warms a smart girl's heart like the smile on the face of a sadist.
Emily Prager
#21. [08:31] JPL: Good, keep us posted on any mechanical or electronic problems. By the way, the name of the probe we're sending is Iris. Named after the Greek goddess who traveled the heavens with the speed of wind. She's also the goddess of rainbows. [08:47] WATNEY: Gay probe coming to save me. Got it.
Andy Weir
#22. But life doesn't turn out the way you expect. Ever. - Iris from What Comes After
Steve Watkins
#23. Do you really think anyone saves our programs from one year
to the next?" Sarah asked.
"My mother does," Daisy said.
"So does mine," Sarah answered, "but it's not as if she pulls
them out and compares them side by side."
"My mother does," Daisy said again.
"Dear God," Iris moaned.
Julia Quinn
#24. Even after having months to adjust, Iris was "displeased" about my employment, which was like saying PETA was displeased by the popularity of TripleMeat Whataburgers.
Molly Harper
#26. My favourite book - 'The Good Soldier' by Ford Madox Ford, which I have read about 20 times - is different from my favourite author, who is Iris Murdoch. I find her books exciting and unputdownable. Her characters are so carefully studied and in-depth; I love that.
Ruth Rendell
#27. If he hadn't married Iris, he'd want her for a friend
Julia Quinn
#28. She could get lost staring into the kaleidoscope of unfathomable lifetimes swirling in a human iris. They were haunting and sober and wise, even when she coaxed a jaw-cracking sunny smile from the face they were set in.
Taoist Elf
#29. The world has different owners at sunrise ... Even your own garden does not belong to you. Rabbits and blackbirds have the lawns; a tortoise-shell cat who never appears in daytime patrols the brick walls, and a golden-tailed pheasant glints his way through the iris spears.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
#30. As accustomed as he was to the ever-expanding muscle of technology, even Jason Archer had to shake his head occasionally over what was really out there. Iris scanners were also used to closely monitor worker productivity. Jason grimaced. Truth be known, Orwell had actually underestimated.
David Baldacci
#31. To consider what other people might say is hardly a good reason to take action or to defer it. You have your own life to live, Iris, and at its end, the only opinion that amounts to anything is that which God bestows
Gregory Maguire
#32. I played Iris Murdoch, who had not long died, and I felt the responsibility very heavy on my shoulders.
Judi Dench
#33. This was definitely unchartered territory. Iris wasn't like other women. She was tough, sexy but didn't flaunt it, and she sure as hell didn't give a shit about his money. If anything it seemed to bother her. And now she was busy working as a bodyguard for him.
Katie Reus
#34. In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove;
In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
#35. My lifesaver has always been the hazel iris of your soul. It never fails. When the world plunges me deep into the darkness, one look from you is all it takes to save me.
LeAnne Mechelle
#36. Finer than any sand are dusts of gold that gleam, Vague starpoints, in the mystic iris of their eyes.
Charles Baudelaire
#37. I know where the Iberian Peninsula is, Iris."
"I know, I know, you probably built the first road or furrowed the first wheat field ever sown there."
"Brat."
"Cradle robber."
"Grave robber.
Molly Harper
#38. There's smoke in my iris, but I painted a sunny day on the insides of my eyelids
Aesop Rock
#39. IRIS MURDOCH ONLY WROTE one novel in her lifetime. But she wrote it twenty-six times. Anthony Burgess never wrote the same book twice. And he wrote about a thousand.
Thomas C. Foster
#40. change in his iris but she never really
Mia Evans
#41. Like the walking iris, he was too much of a good thing, something nature can't allow for too long.
Julie Hockley
#42. Can I have this?" Iris asked in her honeydew voice, holding up one of the novels I'd brought her so that Amy could see the cover.
"Sorry, hot man is all out at the moment. We have some corpulent taxi driver and a slice of crazy cat-lady left, but we ran out of hot man hours ago.
Nicole Peeler
#43. Who would deduce the dragonfly from the larva, the iris from the bud, the lawyer from the infant? ... We are all shape-shifters and magical reinventors. Life is really a plural noun, a caravan of selves.
Diane Ackerman
#44. Iris does not believe the world loves her. She wants to believe it, but she doesn't, she can't. She doesn't know why she can't.
Dean Koontz
#45. 88. Like many self-help books, The Deepest Blue is full of horrifyingly simplistic language and some admittedly good advice. Somehow the women in the book all learn to say: That's my depression talking. It's not "me." 89. As if we could scrape the color off the iris and still see. 90.
Maggie Nelson
#46. Donde termina el arco iris, en tu alma o en el horizonte? Where does the rainbow end, in your soul or on the horizon?
Pablo Neruda
#47. My silver iris necklace, like my father said have a meaning the petals represent faith, valor and wisdom.
Hilary Duff
#48. The day before the disaster, Iris Carr had her first premonition of danger. She was used to the protection of a crowd, whom - with unconscious flattery - she called 'her friends'. An attractive orphan of independent means, she had been surrounded always with clumps of people.
Ethel Lina White
#49. Dead my old fine hopes
And dry my dreaming but still ...
Iris, blue each spring
Shushiki
#50. Iris GL (GL is short for "graphics library").
Anonymous
#51. It's a birthmark called nevus of Ota. It covers the whole white of my eye and darkens it. The square of the eye, the white part, is completely dark on my right eye, not just the iris.
Daniela Ruah
#52. But Iris walks through the project every day. Alice asked, "Isn't it dangerous?" Iris said, "I don't know. I guess it could be, if you're afraid. I'm not because it's just something I've always done. I mean, if you live in it you aren't scared of it.
Josephine Humphreys
#53. What can I give you, Aislinn? Shall I weave flowers into your hair?"
He opened his hand, letting go of her hair. An iris blossom sat in the palm of his hand. "Shall I bring you necklaces of gold? Delicacies mortals can only dream of? I'll do all those things anyway. Don't waste your wish.
Melissa Marr
#54. Amanda raised her glass in a toast. "Here's a wet one to Saint Iris of the Hummocks!" Then she winced and scowled at Riker, who had kicked her under the table. Polly raised her glass and quoted from Hamlet: "And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
Lilian Jackson Braun
#55. Iris Murdoch did influence my early novels very much, and influence is never entirely good.
A. N. Wilson
#56. How shallow the words are, really - She is a witch. One might as well say, She is a mother, thinks Iris; that about covers the same terrain, doesn't it?
Gregory Maguire
#57. The iris on its tall stem: neither seeking nor waiting.
Marty Rubin
#58. Don't lose hope, Frank. Rainbows always stand for hope. - Iris, Rainbow Goddess
Rick Riordan
#59. Luka had a kind smile and the most beautiful dark-brown eyes. But it was Luka's upper left Iris smudged with a small splash of blue that made our mothers think we were destined to be. Mama said God placed a piece of my eye within his so we would always know we shared one soul.
Tillie Cole
#60. In the spring, Jeeves, a livelier iris gleams upon the burnished dove."
"So I have been informed, sir."
"Right ho! Then bring me my whangee, my yellowest shoes, and the old green Homburg. I'm going into the Park to do pastoral dances.
P.G. Wodehouse
#61. The world, like a great iris of an even more gigantic eye, which has also just opened and stretched out to encompass everything, stared back at him.
Ray Bradbury
#62. Some of the most untidy writers have also been the most productive. Iris Murdoch, for instance, wrote a good 30 books in a house strewn with rubbish.
Craig Brown
#63. Some of the plants have obituary names: Iris, Basil, Rue, Rosemary, and Verbena. Some, like meadowsweet and cowslips, sweet flag and spikenard, are like the names of Shakespeare fairies.
Chuck Palahniuk
#64. Iris from sea brings wind or mighty rain.
Empedocles
#65. The white light of truth, in traversing the many sided transparent soul of the poet, is refracted into iris-hued poetry.
Herbert Spencer
#66. What if love is made and nothing else?
asked Narcissus, leaning over the green iris of water.
Nothing else,
cried Echo from the green cochlea of the woods.
And they were both right.
And they were both lonely.
Kapka Kassabova
#67. We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality says Iris Murdoch.
But given the state of the world, is it wise?
Iris Murdoch
#68. I've never seen an old person cry like this. The sadness from life is supposed to be folded inside an old person, not streaming out. - Iris from Crossing the Tracks
Barbara Stuber
#69. Iris, if you were a melody ... piano melody. I used only the good notes.
Jack Black
#70. I have had more than half a century of such happiness. A great deal of worry and sorrow, too, but never a worry or a sorrow that was not offset by a purple iris, a lark, a bluebird, or a dewy morning glory.
Mary McLeod Bethune
#71. That swimming, sloping, elusive something about the dark-bluish tint of the iris which seemed still to retain the shadows it had absorbed of ancient, fabulous forests where there were more birds than tigers and more fruit than thorns, and where, in some dappled depth, man's mind had been born ...
Vladimir Nabokov
#72. Wind passed again; the iris shuddered about the diamond chip.
Samuel R. Delany
#73. I am Mary Iris Malone, and I am empty, cleaned the fuck out. All that's left is a fierce hunger for flight.
David Arnold
#75. Why is everyone complaining?" Daisy asked impatiently. "This
is exciting! We get to perform. Do you know how long I have been
waiting for this day?"
"Unfortunately, yes," Sarah said flatly.
"About as long as I have been dreading it," Iris muttered.
Julia Quinn
#76. Reading these books. Oh, the endless labor of the intellectual - pouring all this knowledge into the brain through a three-millimeter aperture in the iris.
Irvin D. Yalom
#77. She was his rock. It was blasphemy to imagine a life without Iris in it.
A.A. Gupte
#78. That night Ana Iris and I go to a movie. We cannot understand the English but we both like the new theater's clean rugs.
Junot Diaz
#79. You have the older generation like Iris Murdoch and Angus Wilson who are not as old as Graham Greene, but still are coming on. I dare say anyone who knew the scene better than I know it could fill it in with a very satisfactory supply of novels.
William Golding
#80. The columbine and iris bowed down to make way for bolder sprays of red valerian, and a mingled profusion of clustered Canterbury bells and sweet william, pale blues and pinks intertwined, danced at the feet of more stately spears of deep-purple foxglove and monkshood.
Susanna Kearsley
#81. SELF-MOCKERY IS AN UGLIER THING THAN ANY HUMAN FACE, IRIS ... YOU ARE SMART AND YOU ARE KIND. DON'T BETRAY THOSE IMPULSES IN YOURSELF. DON'T BELABOR THE LACK OF PHYSICAL BEAUTY, WHICH IN ANY CASE EVENTUALLY FLEES THOSE WHO HAVE IT AND MAKES THEM SAD.
Gregory Maguire
#82. You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris.
RZA
#84. This isn't a countertop sex kind of moment, Iris.
What kind of moment is it, then?
It's a showing you how beautiful you are moment.
J.R. Richardson
#85. they would soon be old enough to read The Railway Children by Edith Nesbit and Swallows and Amazons by Arthur Ransome, and eventually Iris Murdoch and Alan Bennett. They could all be readers, and maybe even uncommon ones.
Will Schwalbe
#87. What in your life is calling you, When all the noise is silenced, The meetings adjourned ... The lists laid aside, And the Wild Iris blooms By itself In the dark forest ... What still pulls on your soul?
Rumi
#88. People with a lot of money don't dress as well as people who have to make do, who have to be inventive. Those are the people who are always more interestingly dressed, I think. Everything I do, I do with gut instinct. If I think too much, it won't come out right.
Iris Apfel
#89. People have obsessions and fears and passions which they don't admit to. I think every character is interesting and has extremes. It's the novelist privilege to see how odd everyone is.
Iris Murdoch
#90. I see myself as Rhoda, not Mary Tyler Moore.
Iris Murdoch
#91. There was Pauline de Rothschild, who I thought was very fabulous, and Millicent Rogers, the Standard Oil heiress, very chic, very clever, very original. I admired both those women very much. And I had a great example with my mother, who was extremely chic.
Iris Apfel
#92. Not to have been born is undoubtedly best, but sound sleep is second best.
Iris Murdoch
#93. Coco Chanel once said that what makes a woman look old is trying desperately to look young. Why should one be ashamed to be 84? Why do you have to say that you're 52? Nobody's going to believe you anyway, so why be such a fool? It's nice that you got to be so old. It's a blessing.
Iris Apfel
#94. You have to know yourself and know what you can carry. If you're not comfortable, no matter how well dressed you are, you're not going to look right. I'd rather be happy and feel comfy.
Iris Apfel
#95. It is very difficult to hang onto the relics of history.
Iris Chang
#96. I find that if I get up and push myself, I get lost in what I'm doing, and I forget about everything else until I stop doing it.
Iris Apfel
#97. I've found peace here at the co-op. You could stay with us, if you want. Become a ROFLcopter.
Rick Riordan
#98. It's better to be happy than to be well-dressed.
Iris Apfel
#99. But fantasy kills imagination, pornography is death to art.
Iris Murdoch
#100. I'm a practical person. Most fashion people live in the clouds, and they're full of it. I live like a human being - or, I try to - and I have to be intelligent; I have to be practical. I'm a great believer in common sense, and the older I get, I see that common sense is not that common.
Iris Apfel
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