I believe in art, and more fundamentally the freedom to express one's self creatively. People don't know yet what they'll ultimately believe in or how they'll organize their lives. They're kind of in limbo.
For me, being in a car or on an airplane is like being in limbo. It's this dead zone between two places. But to walk, you're some place that's already interesting. You're not just between places. Things are happening.
I think now that maybe true sweetness can only happen in limbo. I don't know why. Is it because we are so unsure, so tentative and waiting? Like it needs that much room, that much space to expand. The not knowing anything really, the hoping, the aching transience: This is not real, not really, and so we let it alone, let it unfold lightly. Those times that can fly.
Well, limbo is not a good place to be.
There is a limbo of the lost through which American males of a certain age and status almost inevitably must pass these days.
Winny would spend all of his time practicing limbo. He got pretty good. He could go under a rug.
I am in limbo, and in limbo there are no races, no prizes, no changes, no chances. There are merely degrees of endurance, and endurance never was my strong point.
We absolutely believed in Heaven and Hell, Purgatory, and even Limbo. I mean, they were actually closer to us than Australia or Canada, that they were real places.
Ideas are useless unless used. The proof of their value is in their implementation. Until then, they are in limbo.
A little fact is worth a whole limbo of dreams.
Sometimes limbo is a tolerable place to be stuck.
I am the soul in limbo.
I think now that maybe true sweetness can only happen in limbo.
I just set the bar, niggas fall under it like a limbo
Limbo has been one of the greatest hits of my career. A great response all over the world, not just Latinos but people in Europe and America.
Through this atmosphere of torrid splendor moved wan beings as richly upholstered as the furniture, beings without definite pursuits or permanent relations, who drifted on a languid tide of curiosity. . . Somewhere behind them, in the background of their lives there was doubtless a real past, yet they had no more real existence than the poet's shades in limbo.
My Toussaint [Louverture] film is in limbo. We still hope after all this time that we can find another way to get this film done.
The only time I set the bar low is for limbo.
Being on tour is like being in limbo. It's like going from nowhere to nowhere.
