I was born into Bolívar's labyrinth, and so I must believe in the hope of Rabelais' Great Perhaps.
Loving another person is a wonderful thing, and if that love is sincere, no one ends up tossed into a labyrinth. You have to have more faith in yourself.
After all this time, it seems to me like straight and fast is the only way out- but I choose the labyrinth. The labyrinth blows, but I choose it.
The labyrinth of Ephebe is ancient and full of one hundred and one amazing things you can do with hidden springs, razor-sharp knives, and falling rocks.
Is the labyrinth living or dying?
Pan's Labyrinth works on so many levels that it seems to change shape even as you watch it. It is, at times, a joyless picture, and its pall of sadness can begin to weigh you down.
Politics are a labyrinth without a clue.
There should always be in sight the draw — a kind of a beacon that draws you on through the labyrinth.
In the labyrinth of a difficult text, we find unmarked forks in the path, detours, blind alleys, loops that deliver us back to our point of entry, and finally the monster who whispers an unintelligible truth in our ears.
Shh! Don't talk with your mouth full.
Those who every morning plan the transactions of the day and follow out that plan carry a thread that will guide them through the labyrinth of the most busy life. The orderly arrangement of their time is like a ray of light which darts itself through all their occupations. But where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incidents, chaos will soon reign.
You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth.
With a labyrinth, you make a choice to go in - and once you've chosen, around and around you go. But you always find your way to the center.
The first path a human being ever travels is the path that leads out of the maternal womb. Every human being's first labyrinth is that of a woman.
To tell of disappointment and misery, to thicken the darkness of futurity, and perplex the labyrinth of uncertainty, has been always a delicious employment of the poets
At some point we all look up and realize we are lost in a maze.
Everything in the world is actually connected. That means, even if we get separated, we'll never be alone
The only person who can solve the labyrinth of yourself is You.
the translator, a lonely sort of acrobat, becomes confused in a labyrinth of paradox, or climbs a pyramid of dependent clauses and has to invent a way down from it in his own language.
But to Lord Peter the world presented itself as an entertaining labyrinth of side-issues