Moved Quotes

We moved wordlessly from one room to another, from the room of the dead to the room where time lay in pages everywhere I looked.

I lived in upstate New York until I was ten years old and we moved overseas. I have a lot of nostalgic memories of that part of the world, and I love going back there by writing the Lakeshore books.

My father was in the Army and we moved around a lot, and one of my favorite places was the library.

Say stop, whenever you want to stop. Understand?" I nodded. "Do you want to stop now?" My head moved back and forth to the pillow. "Thank God.

My parents moved across the country so I could pursue a dream.

Dumb luck brought on the move from business to acting. I had moved to New York when I was 23, in the year 2000. On a lark, I went to audition for a soap opera.

I moved to New York between my junior and senior years of high school to just see what it was like, to go to a modeling agency and see how to get representation.

He moved on, in the centre of a widening circle. He wasn't an enemy, he was a nemesis.

They didn't change positions, they just moved the players around.

We are often moved with passion and think it to be zeal.

I've been a writer longer than I've been an actor. I wrote short stories like crazy when I was in high school and college. I worked in advertising before I moved to L.A. to pursue acting.

...she moved about in a mental cloud of many-coloured idealities, which eclipsed all sinister contingencies by its brightness.

I moved with my mom to Los Angeles for her to pursue her acting career, and she got a job casting atmosphere in some independent films.

Music and movie scripts are books. You want to be literally moved and that's the sort of things I look for.

I was raised Catholic and didn't like the dogma and exclusivity of that teaching but I was moved by the moral teachings and by the power of the Jesus fellow.

I moved around a lot when I was a child; two of the houses I grew up in have totally disappeared. One was burnt in a riot, and the other was pulled down.

There's a reason I moved to NYC, and if I listed all the musicians on my list you'd grow weary.

My brother and I moved out to Hollywood initially to be a band, and where we lived, there was crime all over with my brother and I being the victims sometimes.

I started to write [The Name of the Rose] in March of 1978, moved by a seminal idea. I wanted to poison a monk.

I have always moved by intuition alone. I have no system, literary or political. I have no guiding political idea.

I had a gypsy upbringing, so I moved around all over the place and can't remember a street I grew up on.

I moved out at 18. I always studied classes and trained a lot, you know. I think nowadays is such a different time because there's so many channels promoting the celebrity aspect of things.

For me, I love California. I feel like it's my second home in that I moved out by choice at eighteen. It gave me opportunities that I didn't have anywhere else.

We moved into the back, made it into a little 50s sitting room and started to sell the records. We had an immediate success. For one thing, these Teddy Boys were thrilled to buy the records.

Only when you are moved by a painting should you buy it. Being moved is what collecting is all about.

Art is not created in a vacuum. That experience is something to be shared with a group of people, and to be moved in that way.

And then in 1956 or 1957 my family went over to Europe and I moved over with them, and immediately people in Europe thought my perspective on that issue was 100% correct.

You don't actually have to understand the song to be emotionally moved and uplifted, whereas with language it becomes quirky and analytical.

Only the action that is moved by love for the good at hand has the hope of being responsible and generous.

Willing to die you give up your will; keep still, until moved by what moves all else, you move.

I left home to go to college, and then I moved back home. I moved back for three years from 21 to 24.

I was always one of these people who is irrationally moved by stupid pop songs.

My dad was an agent for Met Life. In the '50s, I remember the mortality rate was something like - you had - 58 was the average age. Then it was moved up to 62, and then 65, 68.

It was the love of love, the love of swallows up all else, a grateful love, a love of natural, of people, of animals, a love ingengering gentleness and goodness that moved meand that I saw in you

T.S. Eliot, who learned to swim at the same beach as I did, just threw in the towel and moved to Cheyne Walk. I'm not going to do that but I'm not scared of the open channel between me and Britain.

After I got kicked out of CalArts, I moved to Lawrence Kansas where my sister lived. I began working on A William S. Burroughs documentary. I had no idea it would turn into such a big film.

The play I did on Broadway a couple of seasons ago started out of town and it moved its way into New York because of the experience that we had out of town.

Who's to say what would have happened if I had trusted my instincts and moved to New York like I thought I would.

The first time I took a Kundalini yoga class, I cried my eyes out afterwards. I was so moved by the meditation and singing "Long Time Sun" at the end of class. I felt like I was home.

As time passed away, life moved on, As life moved away I moved on, As I moved away, tenses changed My present became past, Future stood at large. And my present became big empty void.

Some of the people we feel sorry for feel sorry for us for thinking that they are the ones who should be felt sorry for.

There is no end to the things you don’t understand. The mind will search for a lie to give it an answer you can understand, but one song at the right time will challenge what you accept.

In your hands I am no longer a pile of bones left behind to a world that moved on.

I am not moved by riches and fame, but selflessness and a passion for humanity.

It was something he had always done - moved apart, so he could be alone and think things or a little.

I'm asking God to give you a Popeye moment. A moment when God blesses you with a divine burden: something that bothers you so deeply, you're moved from complacency to action.

I can promise you this: If you really, sincerely, genuinely want God back, He hasn't moved. He's still there, just like always, ready to bear-hug you again, just like in the old days.

I'm not trying to upset you. I just think it's about time you move