Quotes about Brood

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In his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wis — Carson McCullers, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter
In his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wis — Carson McCullers, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter
Darkness lingered in those blue eyes, like ghosts haunted him despite only the two of them standing in this cabin. — Katherine McIntyre, Forged Alliances
Darkness lingered in those blue eyes, like ghosts haunted him despite only the two of them standing in this cabin. — Katherine McIntyre, Forged Alliances
I remember staying to look at it for a long time, as one would linger within reach of a consoling whisper. The sky was p — Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim
I remember staying to look at it for a long time, as one would linger within reach of a consoling whisper. The sky was p — Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim
One must judiciously retrospect not just his actions but also reactions of the other in order to arrive at a sensible co — Ramana Pemmaraju
One must judiciously retrospect not just his actions but also reactions of the other in order to arrive at a sensible co — Ramana Pemmaraju
. . . in seclusion, she had secluded herself from a thousand natural and healing influences; that, her mind, brooding so — Charles Dickens, Great Expectations
. . . in seclusion, she had secluded herself from a thousand natural and healing influences; that, her mind, brooding so — Charles Dickens, Great Expectations
Nothing complements a fast mind better than a slow tongue. And nothing aggravates a slow mind better than a fast tongue. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana
Nothing complements a fast mind better than a slow tongue. And nothing aggravates a slow mind better than a fast tongue. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana
What dreams lie dormant hidden in the womb of your soul, quietly waiting, incubating seeking opportunity to come forth? — Stella Payton
What dreams lie dormant hidden in the womb of your soul, quietly waiting, incubating seeking opportunity to come forth? — Stella Payton
It was his power, his gift, suddenly to shed all superfluities, to shrink and diminish so that he looked barer and felt — Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
It was his power, his gift, suddenly to shed all superfluities, to shrink and diminish so that he looked barer and felt — Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
Dagmar tried to stand, and Gwenvael caught her hand, pulling her back down. "You can't leave me. I'm tortured and broodi — G.A. Aiken, What a Dragon Should Know
Dagmar tried to stand, and Gwenvael caught her hand, pulling her back down. "You can't leave me. I'm tortured and broodi — G.A. Aiken, What a Dragon Should Know
It’s like they were worried that I’d be alone all day brooding and painting my cabin black or something—sheesh. — Melissa Walker, Unbreak My Heart
It’s like they were worried that I’d be alone all day brooding and painting my cabin black or something—sheesh. — Melissa Walker, Unbreak My Heart
Mother's intentions were always sound, never muddy; I don't imagine that she troubled herself to feel very guilty. But t — John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany
Mother's intentions were always sound, never muddy; I don't imagine that she troubled herself to feel very guilty. But t — John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany
Chronic remorse, as all the moralists are agreed, is a most undesirable sentiment. If you have behaved badly, repent, ma — Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
Chronic remorse, as all the moralists are agreed, is a most undesirable sentiment. If you have behaved badly, repent, ma — Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
She was no longer the fair-haired, colourless girl whom I had seen at the church fifteen years before, but a stout, over — Guy de Maupassant, 88 More Stories
She was no longer the fair-haired, colourless girl whom I had seen at the church fifteen years before, but a stout, over — Guy de Maupassant, 88 More Stories
I hate it when storm clouds roll in, heralded by dazzling claps of thunder and lightning that boast an ocean of tears. T — Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway
I hate it when storm clouds roll in, heralded by dazzling claps of thunder and lightning that boast an ocean of tears. T — Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway
The movies make the brooding guy the hero – the guy with problems the guy who carries a gun, the gun with unresolved ang — E. Lockhart, Real Live Boyfriends: Yes. Boyfriends, Plural. If My Life Weren't Complicated, I Wouldn't Be Ruby Oliver
The movies make the brooding guy the hero – the guy with problems the guy who carries a gun, the gun with unresolved ang — E. Lockhart, Real Live Boyfriends: Yes. Boyfriends, Plural. If My Life Weren't Complicated, I Wouldn't Be Ruby Oliver
This was not a novel. It was a force of nature. Here, in my hands, was the collective imagination of a million teenage g — Catherine Lowell, The Madwoman Upstairs
This was not a novel. It was a force of nature. Here, in my hands, was the collective imagination of a million teenage g — Catherine Lowell, The Madwoman Upstairs
I wonder if He anticipates the day when He can make us understand what was occurring in our time of trial. I wonder if H — James C. Dobson, Life on the Edge: The Next Generation's Guide to a Meaningful Future
I wonder if He anticipates the day when He can make us understand what was occurring in our time of trial. I wonder if H — James C. Dobson, Life on the Edge: The Next Generation's Guide to a Meaningful Future
Left alone, Miss Verney felt so old, lonely and helpless that she began to cry. No builder would tackle that shed, not f — Jean Rhys, Sleep it Off Lady: Stories by Jean Rhys
Left alone, Miss Verney felt so old, lonely and helpless that she began to cry. No builder would tackle that shed, not f — Jean Rhys, Sleep it Off Lady: Stories by Jean Rhys