Ahaziah Quotes & Sayings

There is no reasoning, no process of inference or comparison; there is no thinking about things, no putting two and two together; there are no ideas - the animal does not think of the box or of the food or of the act he is to perform. — Edward Thorndike

Yes, but what is it good for? What does it mean?" Her look was full of pity. "If you have to ask that question, you wouldn't understand the answer. — John Varley

Before she knew what she was doing, she was storming after Kai. She grabbed his elbow and spun him back around to face her. Without hesitating, Cinder wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. — Marissa Meyer

Where the deepest word ends, there music begins with its supersensuous and all-confounding intimations. — Herman Melville

Jesus, you think you're fuckin' Catwoman", he muttered.
"I do not. Catwoman wore a leotard and stupid ears and fake claws. That's just silly. — Kristen Ashley

You're right, super-realism is back in style. — Robert Genn

A good character will be recognized by a good
character.
Petra Hermans
September 8, 2016 — Petra Hermans

But I knew no one. I was alone. No one cared. You might as well have left me to die."
"You didn't, did you?"
"Die? No, I didn't. No thanks to you. Now I know I can only depend on myself."
"Exactly." Natasha shrugged. "You're welcome."
Ava didn't respond.
Natasha sat down next to her. "Such Russian problems." She settled her back against the wall. "I know you're angry. Be as angry as you want. But no matter how you feel, we need to get out of here. Fair enough?"
"Why should I do anything you say?"
"Because you can trust me."
"Are you crazy? You're the one person I can't trust. You taught me not to trust you."
"No. I taught you not to trust anyone," Natasha said. "And that's something everyone has to learn. Especially every girl." She sounded as stubborn as Ava felt. — Margaret Stohl

Love is like a chill, it touches your heart, fills your mind, and makes you kind. — Debasish Mridha

The percept is the landscape before man, in the absence of man. — Gilles Deleuze Felix Guattari