Alucinantes In English Quotes & Sayings

Where thinking is isolated without free exchange with other minds and can no longer expand, delusion may follow. Whenever ideas are compartmentalized, behind and between curtains, the process of continual alert confrontation of facts and reality is hampered. The system freezes, becomes rigid, and dies of delusion. — Joost A.M. Meerloo

Isn't there a time or two you can remember when somehow an animal you've hunted has done something to make you let him vanish in the woods? ... Isn't there a bird or covey that somehow always manages to catch you with your gun on safe - even when you know it's there? I think we all know times that for almost certain we gave the hunt to the quarry. — Gene Hill

He picked up his sword. "We are off, then?"
"Without hesitation," Edward said.
And for a few moments, they hesitated. Then they were off. — Cynthia Hand

It offends me to the soul to hear a robustious, 9 periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very 10 rags, to split the ears of the groundlings, who for the 11 most part are capable of nothing but inexplicable 12 dumb shows and noise. I — William Shakespeare

from all other creatures. Jesus is called the monogenes, the "only begotten" of the Father. There is a sense in which Jesus and Jesus alone is begotten of the — R.C. Sproul

My father, who had previously been a civil engineer, died in the great influenza epidemic of 1918. — James Rainwater

These ministries have merged pseudo-science with religious beliefs to create, in effect, a new religion, ... Eventually they will collapse under the weight of their deceit. But as long as they survive we will have trouble winning any political battles. — Wayne Besen

He gave it its present name, and lived here shut up: day and night poring over the wicked heaps of papers in the suit, and hoping against hope to disentangle it from its mystification and bring it to a close. In the meantime, the place became dilapidated, the wind whistled through the cracked walls, the rain fell through the broken roof, the weeds choked the passage to the rotting door. When I brought what remained of him home here, the brains seemed to me to have been blown out of the house too; it was so shattered and ruined. — Charles Dickens