Ang Love Parang Basketball Quotes & Sayings

My refusing to eat flesh occasioned an inconveniency, and I was frequently chided for my singularity, but, with this lighter repast, I made the greater progress, for greater clearness of head and quicker comprehension. Flesh eating is unprovoked murder. — Benjamin Franklin

The border between personal and transpersonal experience is a complex region. It is a territory often filled with spiritual and religious views. Within psychology it was a significant preoccupation of William James, Carl Jung, Abraham Maslow, and many others. But these margins may be seen in other ways as well. There is substantial evidence from psychological studies of personal space that we carry body boundaries of extended space around ourselves. These spatial extensions are not only personal. They may be felt by groups as well - in terms of shared "social" space, communal territories, or even national identities. — Richard J. Borden

A flower's happy ending is in the sun, but its real story took place in the dark. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Everything we do we choose. So what is there to regret? You are the person you chose to be. — Paul Arden

The most wonderful inspirations die with their subject, if he has no hand to paint them to the senses. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I declare
That later on,
Even in an age unlike our own,
Someone will remember who we are. — Sappho

Locke sank into a swoon; The Garden died; God took the spinning-jenny Out of his side. — William Butler Yeats

I fell in love with the art of acting back when I was 10 years old, actually. — Sinqua Walls

You know, I think that we are going to be OK. Look, Malia is 10, so three years from now she is 13. Who knows what happens to teenagers? — Barack Obama

My fans truly are a part of me, we share something that most people will never experience. — Michael Jackson

The silence was deafening. All around Gala, the fairgoers stood as though frozen in place, staring at the near-accident in morbid fascination. The ale merchant recovered first, jumping toward the shocked child to pull her away from under the barrel. As soon as the girl was not in danger, Gala felt her focus slipping, and the barrel fell, breaking into little bits of wood and splashing ale all over the place. — Dima Zales

Time itself is our tragedy and most of us are fighting some kind of war against it. — Rebecca Solnit