Different Worlds Quotes

“You realize assuming can often lead to getting into trouble.”
― March Lions, The Last Sunset

“And when I’d settled down, I considered the possibility that I wasn’t yet ready to ask for the love of anyone because I had yet to learn how to truly love myself.  ”
― Steven Decker, Addicted to Time

“Teacher,” I said. “Can you feel love?”
― Steven Decker, Child of Another Kind

“Because the beings from that planet are now circling Earth in a ship the size of a small moon, threatening to destroy all human life if we don’t cooperate.”
― Steven Decker, The Balance of Time

“They came for me the next morning.”
― Steven Decker, Child of Another Kind

“With the exception of Liam Murphy, the transition to 2254 was going well.”
― Steven Decker, The Balance of Time

“I prefer death to dishonor for me and my child.”
― Gabriel F.W. Koch, Steel Blood

“I can walk through lava.”
― Andri E. Elia, Yildun: Worldmaker of Yand

“Notation on Quark Manipulation as Applied to the Time/Space Continuum.”
― Gabriel F.W. Koch, Steel Blood

“A man's world is different from a woman's world and a man's emotions are different from a woman's emotions and only marriage can bring the two different sets of emotions together properly.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“He enjoyed the lying and the fooling of those around him. It made him feel in control, like his true self was not here, just somewhere else, arriving but never quite present. Never quite awake.”
― Daniel Cuervonegro, Sins of the Maker

“From now on the value of your life is wholly determined by you. Keep this sword close and remember, when a man learns to kill others he also learns how to die. And therefore, how to live.”
― Daniel Cuervonegro, Sins of the Maker

“She slammed an angry fist into the light metal field table. A stack of datapads bounced and fell to the ground. “Damn it! Find me legitimate targets so I can kill them!”
― Christian Warren Freed, The Lazarus Men

“. . . I just don't think humanity is the ultimate end. We're so smug about ourselves, secure about how much we know. Well, I've lived with cats most of my life, so I'm very aware that there's another world going on. . . . it sees everything differently, hears everything differently, and probably thinks differently.”
― Edward Gorey, Ascending Peculiarity: Edward Gorey on Edward Gorey

“He's in his circle, and I'm in mine, and we just go around and around.”
― Jen Calonita, Broadway Lights

“Yeah, well, love is a fickle thing, isn't it? One minute you have it, the next it's gone... or someone is trying to say you can't be together because you live in different zip codes.”
― Jen Calonita, Go the Distance

“we live in different worlds, different realities”
― Pete Hautman, Otherwood

“It made no sense to me. Scents were like rain, or birds. They left and came back. They told you their own stories, letting you know when the tide was low or the oatmeal was done cooking or the apple trees were getting ready to bloom. But they never stayed.
Even as a young child, however, I understood that those scent-papers were different, magical somehow. They held entire worlds. I could recognize bits of them- the smell of a fruit, but one more full and sweet than anything I had ever tasted. Or an animal, lazier than any I had ever met. Many of the scents were utterly foreign, however- sharp and fast, smooth and unsettling.
I wanted to dive into those worlds; I wanted to understand what made their smells. Even more than that, I wanted to be Jack the Scent Hunter, the hero of my father's stories, flying through the canopies of dripping jungles and climbing to the tops of mountains, all to catch the fragrance of one tiny flower.”
― Erica Bauermeister, The Scent Keeper

“To shape your fate, shape your mind! To shape your mind, interact with different minds, with different books, with anything different! Once your mind is equipped with all sorts of different knowledge and wisdom, you obtain a mind which is capable of creating a wonderful fate!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“In St. Patrick Town, we find the stubborn, sprightly residents all awake--the leprechaun I spoke to days before still in search of his lost pot of gold in the glen, rain clouds heavy in the distance, and rainbows gleaming above the treetops.
In Valentine's Town, Queen Ruby is bustling through the streets, making sure the chocolatiers are busy crafting their confections of black velvet truffles and cherry macaroons, trying to make up for lost time, while her cupids still flock through town, wild and restless.
The rabbits have resumed painting their pastel eggs in Easter Town. The townsfolk in Fourth of July Town are testing new rainbow sparklers and fireworks that explode in the formation of a queen's crown, in honor of the Pumpkin Queen who saved them all from a life of dreamless sleep. In Thanksgiving Town, everyone is preparing for the feast in the coming season, and the elves in Christmas Town have resumed assembling presents and baking powdered-sugar gingerbread cookies.
And in Halloween Town, we have just enough time to finish preparations for the holiday: cobwebs woven together, pumpkins carved, and black tar-wax candles lit.”
― Shea Ernshaw, Long Live the Pumpkin Queen: Tim Burton’s The Nightmare Before Christmas

“There is an entire orchard. Hidden, tucked away. Rows and rows of magical, uncharted trees. Doorways into old, long forgotten towns.
Father Time.
Old Man Winter.
The Tooth Fairy.
Multitudes of worlds, places we never knew existed.
I smile, and Jack pulls me to him. A queen, and her king.
And I know, with a certainty that is knitted in my linen bones, we will spend a lifetime---Jack and I, side by side---slipping through doorways that lead to other doorways, carved into ancient, gnarled trees.
Lands to explore, adventures to be had.
But always together.
Because there is nothing quite so wasted as a life unlived. And I intend to live mine. Fully. Unbound by the rules of others. Queen or not, we all deserve these things. Freedom. Hope. A chance to find out who we really are.”
― Shea Ernshaw, Long Live the Pumpkin Queen: Tim Burton’s The Nightmare Before Christmas

“Its amazing to contemplate what human mind is capable of, incredible functionality, specialty of describing something beautifully without even experiencing called the work of imagination, carries us to a world we have never been before.”
― Pushpa Rana, Just the Way I Feel

“How could two such different worlds co-exist, how could they communicate?”
― Iris Murdoch, The Message to the Planet

“Have you ever imagined waking up in a completely different world and time?”
― Mané Guarda, The Twins Of Sanescid: The Oracle's Children

“Babies do not have both feet squarely on Earth. They float between the worlds, not being able to clearly distinguish them. As they grow, they must become firmly established as Earth dwellers. Their memory of other worlds fades and disappears. They learn how to be human before they can, one day, recall their spiritual heritage.”
― Donna Goddard, Circles of Separation

“If you are capable of understanding the different minds of different worlds, then you will be rewarded with the fate of having different riches of different paths!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Social media is not your diary.”
― Germany Kent

“You always have two worlds: The one you are in right now and the one beyond your world! The only way to live a full life is to discover the latter world continuously!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“If you live without knowing the different worlds of different lives, you know neither tolerance nor wisdom!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“So you really think these all represent different holiday lands?" he asked, pulling open the door with the large bird on it. "What do you think this one could be?"
"A holiday to honor turkeys?" Sally guessed. Though somehow that didn't sound quite right.
"Maybe," Jack mused. "But why would anyone want to honor a turkey? They're such dumb birds. Really, the only good thing to do is eat them." He closed the door, then headed over to the tree with the heart on it. "This one's probably Dissection Town," he decided. "They spend all year long harvesting organs, and one day a year they gather together to eat them."
Sally made a face. "Or maybe it's Love Town?" she suggested. "And their holiday is filled with lots of romantic proclamations?"
Jack looked disappointed by this idea. He moved on to the tree with the four-leafed plant. "Garden Town," he pronounced. "They're completely vegetarian. And they hate turkeys with a passion.”
― Mari Mancusi, Sally's Lament