Adegan Panas Quotes & Sayings

If you are really spontaneous, people will think you are mad. If you go to a tree and start talking, or to a flower, people will think you are mad. If you go to a church and talk to a cross or to an image, nobody will think your are mad, they will think that you are religious. You are talking to a stone in a temple and everybody thinks you are religious because this is the authorized form. — Rajneesh

Indians do not hinder the progress of their dead by embalming or tight coffining. When the spirit has gone they give the body back to the earth. the earth welcomes the body-coaxes new life and beauty from it, hurries over what men shudder at. Lovely tender herbage bursts from the graves, swiftly, exulting over corruption. — Emily Carr

I am here to destroy your personality, to give birth to your individuality. — Rajneesh

I'm pretty sure my ankle's broke. Maybe your hunky friends could carry me out. Or your one hunky friend - that skinny Ruskki doesn't look like he could lift my poodle. — J. Lincoln Fenn

Love and sex can go together and sex and unlove can go together and love and unsex can go together. But personal love and personal sex is bad. — Andy Warhol

I'll never understand why everybody puts so much emphasis on January first. There are three hundred and sixty-four other days in the year that you can make a change. Or make a fresh start. — Elizabeth Eulberg

Clerks really inspired me. I was like, Wait a minute. You can write a whole movie that's just talking and relationships and Star Wars jokes? I CAN DO THAT! — Rainbow Rowell

Therefore, the eight trigrams are frequently coordinated with the day, and they can of course also be correlated with the course of the year ... A cycle of twelve hexagrams from the Book of Changes, the so-called P'i Kua is often also correlated witht he course of the year ... These eight trigrams, then are coordinated with the times of the day and the cardinal points, and have, in addition, very interesting psychological correlations. — Hellmut Wilhelm

Roger lay in the dust of the road, bruised, filthy, and starving, with a woman trembling and weeping against his chest, now and then giving him a small thump with her fist. He had never felt happier in his life. — Diana Gabaldon

Horses were never wrong. They always did what they did for a reason, and it was up to you to figure it out. — Jeannette Walls