Never try to be witty with U.S. airport officials. It’s always lost on them and you’ll find yourself being put back on the plane.

I believe that we are lost here in America, but I believe we shall be found. And this belief, which mounts now to the catharsis of knowledge and conviction, is for me–and I think for...

It didn’t take a genius to figure out I’d come to Perver City. Technically a suburb of New Age City, Perver City is where all the people who can’t make it in New Age City...

Some things were better lost than found.

Stop in somebody’s shadow to rest and cool down, and you are lost. No one can make anyone else happy.

Lost in a book is a great place to be found.

But it was not the note that counted so much as the writing of it.Just because it wouldn’t last forever out there didn’t mean it hadn’texisted. that’s why I was there. I was there for...

I was only ever part of ‘Lost’ – a very small part of an extremely talented writers’ room, where as a writer, it’s sort of your job to sublimate your ego and work in the...

But there is one part of this that hurts. The carefree, normal part. The part of me that was lost when we first moved and that I’ll never get back.

Whether we knew many who died on September 11 or personally knew none, we all lost something on that day. Innocence. Security. A trust that our homeland would always be safe.

Believe in your dreams even when they seem lost

The man that wars with others is lost. The man that wars with himself is found.

Before ‘Idol,’ I was lost… Now, I’ve actually followed through with something. I am a better man for it!

Lost Mustache. Please do not feed. If found, contact Mouth,” and I left my phone number. Nobody’s called. Perhaps the neighborhood cat lady took it in and is petting it on her lap at this...

All too often, we mask truth in artifice, concealing ourselves for fear of losing the ones we love or prolonging a deception for those we wish to expose. We hide behind that which brings us...

In order to be responsible, you need some discipline in your life. For a while I lost mine.

We don’t have to always win,Sometimes we need to be deprived by others to improve ourselves.

You think you know me, but I’m not sure that even I know who I am anymore.

Even places you know well can take on a touch of the unknown when you arrive there from a different direction.

How can I be lost, if I’ve got nowhere to go?

I thought I lost something this summer, but I just realized, I never needed it.

Do you ever feel that way?””Lonely?”I search for the words. “Restless. As if you haven’t really met yourself yet. As is you’d passed yourself once in the fog, and your heart leapt – ‘Ah! There...

When I was a child, all problems had ended with a single word from my father. A smile from him was sunshine, his scowl a bolt of thunder. He was smart, and generous, and honorable...

Early sign of getting lost is fear.

I love to play; a stage is a safe place for me to be. It’s not that way for most folks, but I’d be lost without it.

We need to change America’s image round the world. America has lost some lustre in terms of how folks aspire to be like us.

We waddled through life blindly, hoping to find something—and someone—worth fighting for.

The only side God chooses is one of commonsense. If it doesn’t make sense; it is not God.

Part of the urge to explore is a desire to become lost.

A small world where people know each other, and still so deep, able to get lost.

Unable to see, they were briefly seized by the characteristic Prague anxiety of never finding the entrance–of arriving at one’s goal but remaining blocked from it by a wall or a stone on account of...

I’m pretty lost in becoming all this frost. Bitter, like Winter. Strung-out like a string of pearls.

I come to a red light, tempted to go through it, then stop once I see a billboard sign that I don’t remember seeing and I look up at it. All it says is ‘Disappear...

There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart’s desire. The other is to gain it.

She was always looking for guarantees in a world of none.

You are still adrift while you still think that a means is an end.

Will I begin it? said Doyler laughing. That’s all that’s in it, he laughing said.Oh sure that grin. Oh sure that wonderful saucerful grin. Jim sat on the grass and he plucked at the blades....

The evil influence of Satan would destroy any hope we have in overcoming our mistakes. He would have us feel that we are lost and that there is no hope. In contrast, Jesus reaches down...

We have lost sight of nature’s role in the whole process of maturation and growing up. Parents and nature are a team. And nature can’t go on without the parental role of being able to...

At the present moment, the security of coherent philosophy, which existed from Parmenides to Hegel, is lost.

The myth about me as a footballer has grown: I am now the lost Maradona of Norway.

Long before we even lose our lives, we lose our souls. Tragic but true. Some carry on—willing to make the sacrifices, putting what is perceived as important before anything else. Some tread into the dark—wasting...

I’ve lost track of the number of people who want to be writers but never actually write anything. Talking about writing, dreaming about writing, can be very fun, but it won’t get a book written....

If you feel lost, disappointed, hesitant, or weak, return to yourself, to who you are, here and now and when you get there, you will discover yourself, like a lotus flower in full bloom, even...

When you lose someone, it stays with you. Always reminding you of how easy it is to get hurt.

Utterly, irrevocably, lost

And I wasn’t playing a role – I was trying to be myself.But the harder I was striving, the more I was realizing that I had probably lost that ‘myself’ somewhere between two perfectly performed...

I Think it is lost…..but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost .The body sluggish, aged, cold, the ember left from earlier fires shall duly flame again.

I’ve crossed some kind of invisible line. I feel as if I’ve come to a place I never thought I’d have to come to. And I don’t know how I got here. It’s a strange...

Othalas: Words. What are they but shadows on a page or howling on the wind? They are as ever-changing as the mists below us and it is just as easy to lose sense of yourself...