Quotes on Unreachable

Whenever I become discouraged (which is on alternate Tuesdays, between three and four) I lift my spirits by remembering: The artists are on our side! I mean those poets and painters, singers and musicians, novelists and playwrights who speak to the world in a way that is impervious to assault because they wage the battle for justice in a sphere which is unreachable by the dullness of ordinary political discourse.

The whole world might know you and acclaim you, but someone in the past, forever unreachable, forever unknowing, spoils it all.

That one man scorned and covered with scars _x000D_ Still strove with his last ounce of courage _x000D_ To reach the unreachable star.

But...books are so much more. Some of them are webs; you can feel your way along their threads, but just barely, into strange and dark corners. Some of them are balloons bobbing up through the sky: totally self-contained, and unreachable, but beautiful to watch. And some of them―the best ones―are doors.

One man scorned and covered with scars still strove with his last ounce of courage to reach the unreachable stars; and the world will be better for this.

Women were like rivers, their banks were unreachable, the night often rang with the cries of the drowned.