Top 75 Quotes About The Sirens
#1. The sirens truly had no use for males other than their cocks and semen - the creamy kind, not the sailing kind.
Eve Langlais
#2. The masses do not see the Sirens. They do not hear songs in the air. Blind, deaf, stooping, they pull at their oars in the hold of the earth. But the more select, the captains, harken to a Siren within them ... and royally squander their lives with her.
Nikos Kazantzakis
#3. These are the seductive voices of the night; the Sirens, too, sang that way. It would be doing them an injustice to think that they wanted to seduce; they knew they had claws and sterile wombs, and they lamented this aloud. They could not help it if their laments sounded so beautiful.
Franz Kafka
#4. Goddamn Homer and his idiotic story of the Sirens' song.
S.J. Harper
#5. The sirens droned on, a soprano counterpoint to the bombs' relentless bass, their pitch so eerily human it sounded like every soul in London had taken to their rooftops to cry out collective despair.
Ransom Riggs
#6. That whole thing of replicating what others do is a siren call. The sirens lure you to the rocks of unoriginality.
Stewart Copeland
#8. If the bards of old the true has told
The sirens have raven hair.
But over the earth since art had birth,
They paint the angels fair.
L.M. Montgomery
#9. Called by the sirens and followed by an albatross.
Lydia Millet
#10. An avalanche descends onto the city. A hurricane. Teacups drift off shelves. Paintings slip off nails. In another quarter second, the sirens are inaudible. Everything is inaudible. The roar becomes loud enough to separate membranes in the middle ear.
Anthony Doerr
#11. Only remember: I am not the ease, but the end.
I am not to blind you, but to find you.
What you think is the sirens singing to lure you to your doom is only the voice of the inevitable, welcoming you after so long a wait. I was made only for you.
Elizabeth Smart
#12. Wouldn't the worst be, isn't the worst, in truth, that women aren't castrated, that they have only to stop listening to the Sirens (for the Sirens were men) for history to change its meaning?
Helene Cixous
#13. That was the attraction of the sirens: not promises of power or riches, but bewildering, tantalizing prophecies that made men leap from their ships to go ask the crazy bitches what the fuck they were talking about.
Kevin Hearne
#14. Now the Sirens have a still more fatal weapon than their song, namely their silence ... someone might possibly have escaped from their singing; but from their silence, certainly never.
Franz Kafka
#15. The sirens sing sotto voce these days, and the young already have enough wax in their ears to pass them by without danger.
Allan Bloom
#16. Long deep lines,
chapters carved
in his face by age,
question marks,
mysterious tales,
asterisks,
all that the sirens had forgot
in the far-reaching
solitude of his soul,
all that fell from the
starry sky,
was traced in his
face.
Pablo Neruda
#17. We can even see the legal institution of marriage as a precommitment strategy, not unlike that of Ulysses in approaching the Sirens, in which people knowingly choose a legal status that will protect them against their own errors.
Richard H. Thaler
#18. Successful gamblers - and successful forecasters of any kind - do not think of the future in terms of no-lose bets, unimpeachable theories, and infinitely precise measurements. These are the illusions of the sucker, the sirens of his overconfidence.
Nate Silver
#19. In the distance, Amanda heard the sirens. Just a little bit longer. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she was scared of dying before she had the chance to tell Ryker goodbye. In their capable hands, though, surely they could keep her alive long enough for him to return. They had to.
Rose Wynters
#20. Outside, the city glowed, the violence and bustle made calm and beautiful by even such a small distance. The wail of the sirens and angry blat of the security alerts became a kind of music there, transformed by the mystical act of passing above waves.
James S.A. Corey
#21. No matter how loud the sirens or how numerous the hazard signs, we all touch the flames at least once to prove they're hot.
Richelle E. Goodrich
#22. For all the sirens, game-show buzzers, and drum-rolls of life, it is the nature of men to die quietly.
D.B.C. Pierre
#23. The sirens in the distance were growing louder. Although it was the music of his neighbourhood, he knew the pigs would soon be performing in his dead-end street.
Marita A. Hansen
#24. The citizens of Joplin were unwittingly being trained not to act when the sirens sounded.
Mike Smith
#25. The Sirens flicked their wings at the wall, inscribing it with their own blue ink: Even in penance is beauty; blessed are all the ocean's drowned!
Catherynne M Valente
#26. I am alone. Alone except for the sirens, alone except for the burning, empty city on the edge of a rotting, pollutedriver green with algae, host to rubber-skinned, gibbous-eyed things with mouths large enough to swallow me whole andprotruding stomachs ready to digest me.
Caitlin Kittredge
#27. We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang.
George R R Martin
#28. Listen when the sirens sing. How else will you learn?
Marty Rubin
#29. Caught between the longing for love, and the struggle for the legal tender, where the sirens sing and the church bells ring, and the junk man pounds his fender. Where the veterans dream of the fight, fast asleep at the traffic light, and the children solemnly wait for the ice cream vendor.
Jackson Browne
#30. The boogeyman sleeps on your side of the bad Whispers in my ear :"Better of Dead" Fills my dreams with sirens and lights of regret Kisses me gently when i wake up in a sweat "boo!
Gayle Forman
#31. When I do my vocal warm-ups everyone calls me the dolphin because I do stupid siren noises.
Ella Henderson
#32. When I was young, I thought it was normal to go to sleep to the sounds of sirens. People on my block were in the biggest gang in the city. They were my close friends - they showed me the ropes, who to watch out for.
Emily Rios
#33. L.A. is such a big city, and there's so much going on. I mean, you know you're in L.A. when you can just hear sirens all the time.
Cassie Steele
#34. The Hollywood sirens are shrieking, while down some search lit alley runs some lost belief.
Joni Mitchell
#35. ...and we wandered through the casino gawking. It was kind of how I picture hell to be, with big dim rooms and hundreds of people packed in, and they're all working very hard but not getting anything done, and there's a constant racket of dingers going off, and sirens.
James Whorton
#36. But unlike sirens, selkies don't mean any harm with their songs. They don't sing to seduce or to kill. Their songs have nothing to do with anyone but themselves. They sing for the simple joy of it, and because of that, I imagine their songs are more beautiful than those of any siren.
Betsy Cornwell
#37. ...when you hit the expressway to Declinistan there are few exit ramps. That America's animating principles should require a defense at all is a melancholy reflection on how far we've already gone. Live free--or die from a thousand soothing caresses of nanny-state sirens.
Mark Steyn
#39. Usurious rates of return are deceitful sirens that sing but to lure the unwary upon the rocks of loss and remorse.
George S. Clason
#40. Scheherazade, of course, was always in the back of my mind, because she's also a storyteller identified as female who tells a lot of anti-female stories. There's a parade in The Arabian Nights of sorceresses, adulteresses, ghouls, sirens, harridans.
Marina Warner
#41. Let's get something straight. I'm supposed to be the bad guy. I will always disappoint you. Your parents will hate me. You should not root for me. I am not your role model. I don't know why everyone seems to forget that. I never do.
Kami Garcia
#42. Tomorrow I will curse the dawn, but there will be other, earlier nights, and the dawns will be no longer hell laid out in alarms and raw bells and sirens.
Sylvia Plath
#43. I have all the patience in the world about Sirens. For me it's not a Grateful Dead project, it's a Me project.
Jerry Garcia
#44. The earth spins further from help. Beyond us the heart monitors go on, the fluorescent lights buzz, the commentators shout, the casino leaves fall into the desert, sirens blare. But all we hear is the rain.
Hannah Lillith Assadi
#45. This is how most stories end in the hospital. Not with crash carts and sirens and electric shocks to the chest, but with an empty room, a crisp white bed, silence.
Jacob M. Appel
#46. An ambulance, lights and sirens blaring, sped past us, going in the opposite direction, toward school, and for an instant, I felt a nervous excitement and thought, it could be someone I know. I almost wished it was someone I knew, to give new form and depth to the sadness I still felt.
John Green
#47. Even a God finds it hard to love and be wise at the same time.
Tina Smith
#48. The inconspicuous nine-vehicle motorcade rolled toward Manhattan with motorcycle sirens blaring and lights flashing, attracting no attention at all.
Salman Rushdie
#49. He turned and saw Becky, crying in the doorway of her house. What was he doing here? Turning back he saw flashing blue lights at the end of the road, and realised the ringing in his ears was the sound of approaching sirens.
R.D. Ronald
#50. A parrot can say anything Albert Einstein could say, as well as mimicking the sounds of phones ringing, doors slamming and sirens wailing. Whatever advantage Einstein had over a parrot, it wasn't vocal.
Yuval Noah Harari
#51. The sheer violence of it, the howl of air raid sirens and the air-cutting fall of the missiles carried its own political message; not just to President Saddam but to the rest of the world. We are the superpower, those explosions said last night. This is how we do business.
Robert Fisk
#52. These absurd showbiz queens are as much a part of New York street life as sirens, steam from manholes, or ghostly Asian deliverymen ferrying chop-suey-to-go on unlit bikes going the wrong way.
Edmund White
#53. Perhaps we desire death / or why is poison so sweet? / why do little Sirens make kindlier music / for a man caught in the net of the world between news-cast & work-desk?
Robinson Jeffers
#54. The doors open and we jump inside from the rooftop just as sirens go off and spotlights cling to us from below. Kylee doesn't even wait for us to sit down before I feel myself melting into the first flashas we head for the planet with the yellow sun - Earth.
Jaclyn Lewis
#56. I find that I'm always struggling with the noise of the city. When I get a good take, there will be a horn or a siren or something. So it makes me very conscious of outside sounds, which in a way maybe led me to incorporate the field recordings.
Julia Kent
#57. My lady had the body of a siren, the face of a goddess, and the mind of an Armenian camel dealer.
Louis L'Amour
#58. My 30 year attempt (and subsequent failure) to reach "normal" has brought me to ponder whether "normal" even exists, or if it is nothing more than delusional grandeur based in the sounds of those sweet sirens drawing my ship in all the wrong directions.
Dan Pearce
#59. Where I grew up - I grew up on the north side of Akron, lived in the projects. So those scared and lonely nights - that's every night. You hear a lot of police sirens, you hear a lot of gunfire. Things that you don't want your kids to hear growing up.
LeBron James
#60. Sirens wailed; the revolution had come to Harrisonville. Blood was flowing on Pearl Street.
Joe Eszterhas
#61. Then, in the dark hour before dawn, sirens blared. They were announcing departures for a world that now and forever meant nothing to me.
Albert Camus
#62. Stars open among the lilies.
Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?
This is the silence of astounded souls.
Sylvia Plath
#63. Next time when I dive into the territory that I had lived next to, where my sister grew up, I know what to expect. I would be ready. I would be prepared.
Erica Sehyun Song
#64. The cakes and pies and casseroles beckoned like gastronomic sirens, and there was no one to lash me to the mast.
Chris Fabry
#65. They no longer wanted to entice anyone; all they wanted was to catch a glimpse for as long as possible of the reflected glory in the great eyes of Odysseus
Franz Kafka
#66. Is it dawn? She climbs the ladder and presses her ear to the trapdoor. No more sirens. Maybe the house burned
Anthony Doerr
#67. I try to avoid Twitter. I occasionally can't resist the siren call of email.
Diablo Cody
#68. There, amongst the angry water was the glow of green eyes, hundreds of them encompassed the entire area ... We were completely and totally surrounded. They all hung just below the water waiting for a sign to attack. There was no hope. We would all perish ...
Meredith T. Taylor
#69. But if you don't want to go with them, you're going to have to lash yourself to the bed like sailors who lashed themselves to masts to avoid jumping into the sea with Sirens.
Holly Black
#70. If I can leave a single message with the younger generation, it is to lash yourself to the mast, like Ulysses if you must, to escape the siren calls of complacency and indifference.
Edward Kennedy
#71. And unless I'm remembering it wrong, mermaids don't sing and sirens don't swim."
"Ariel sang in 'The Little Mermaid'," Corey said.
Sam came over to join us. "Do I even want to know why you remember her name?
Kelley Armstrong
#72. [Non-flammable? Challenge accepted.]
[Alan], I texted, [arson is bad.]
[It's in the spirit of academic inquiry! It's SCIENCE!]
['Science' is not a legal defense.]
[Damn them.]
K.D. Sarge
#73. Car horns, shrill and prolonged, blared one after another. Flashing sirens heralded endless emergencies, and a fleet of buses rumbled past, their doors opening and closing with a powerful hiss, throughout the night. The noise was constantly distracting, at times suffocating.
Jhumpa Lahiri
#74. Labor is rest from the sorrows that greet us; from all the petty vexations that meet us; from the sin-promptings that assail us; from the world-sirens that lure us to ill
Frances Sargent Osgood
#75. That made me sad. Sure, sirens are a pain in the ass, but how could he not see all the beauty that was out there
the starlight leaving stains of brightness in the water, the salt-kissed wind? I wanted to find a way to share it with him, show him there was more in the world than blood and shadow.
Cassandra Rose Clarke
