1348 Black Quotes & Sayings

(a statement someone makes to Maisie regarding attitudes prior to WWII):
"...the corridors of power are littered with Fascist leanings; anything to save the upper classes through disenfranchisement of the common man while allowing the common man to think you're on his side. — Jacqueline Winspear

Movies don't create psychos. Movies make psychos more creative. — Skeet Ulrich

Sometimes i wish that I was a man so I could tell haters to 'blow me. — Marla Buchanan

Elaborate burial customs are a sure sign of decadence. — J.G. Ballard

I've got so many musical personalities, I could probably get treatment for it. — Charlie Simpson

Don't ever be honest about who you are - and I mean that as a life rule, not just in this instance. — Andrea Cremer

Medical men do not know the drugs they use, nor their prices. — Francis Bacon

[According to 1348 theorists, poisoning of Christian water by Jews was the cause of Black Death.]

Even the poison used to contaminate the Christian water supply was described in meticulous detail. It was "about the size of an egg," except when it was the "size of a nut" or a "large nut," "a fist" or "two fists"- and it came packaged in "a leather pouch," except when it was packaged in "linen cloth," "a rag," or a "paper coronet"; and the poison was variously made from lizards, frogs, and spiders- when it was not made from the hearts of Christians and from Holy Communion wafers. — John Kelly

Poetry comes out of an elite experience, the experience of people whose ears are opened to the song of the universe. — Joseph Campbell

If it's danger you seek you can go to war, blow the whistle on someone powerful, piss off someone unhinged, walk in a field during a lightning storm, tease a rattlesnake, or lose yourself in the right embrace. Some people live for it, others suffer in spite of it. — Donna Lynn Hope

You will boost your productivity with active exercise. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Then you'd sob and sob and sob so hard you couldn't stand up until finally you'd go quiet and your head would weigh seven hundred pounds and you'd lift it from your hands and rise to walk into the bathroom to look at yourself solemnly in the mirror and you'd know for sure that you were dead. Living but dead. And all because this person didn't love you anymore, or even if he/she loved you he/she didn't want you and what kind of life was that? it was no life. There would be no life anymore. There would be only one unbearable minute after another and during each of those minutes this person you wanted would not want you and so you would begin to cry again and you'd watch yourself cry pathetically in the mirror until you couldn't cry anymore, so you'd stop. — Cheryl Strayed