Bedrick Vaska Quotes & Sayings

Something must always remain that eludes us ... For power to have an object on which it can be exercised, a space in which to stretch out its arms ... As long as I know there exists in the world someone who does tricks only for the love of the trick, as long as I know there is a woman who loves reading for reading's sake, I can convince myself that the world continues ... And every evening I, too, abandon myself to reading, like that distant unknown woman ... — Italo Calvino

I spent the first forty years of my life making major interventions into other people's lives, and I have an idea of the limitations of that method. I see a major event as rather like major surgery. It is a moment, but whether people use it, whether people go with it, needs to be seen. — Rachel Naomi Remen

Risk concerns future happenings - as related to present practices - and the colonising of the future therefore opens up new settings of risk, some of which are institutionally organised. — Anthony Giddens

I get work because I'm primarily a novelist but I've become script doctor. I can work back and forth between French and English. — Norman Spinrad

I'm not into things that feel like a sequel. There's just something magical about when something happens for the first time. — Nathan Fielder

Aim High and Hit the Mark — Rosalinda Rosales Morgan

The Universe knows all things and is responding to the vibration that you are sending. When you are sending your vibration on purpose, you are orchestrating what the Universe is aligning for you. — Esther Hicks

Village is an idea; universe is an idea! If you cannot create an idea bigger than your village you live in, you remain inside your village; if we cannot create an idea greater than this universe, we remain inside this universe! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Though Gods attributes are equal, yet his mercy is more attractive and pleasing in our eyes than his justice. — Miguel De Cervantes

The pressure in the airlock grew, and the folds of her suit found every raised scar across her body, wrinkles pressing where wrinkles had once burned. It was a million pricks from a million gentle needles, every sensitive part of her touched all at once, as if this airlock remembered, as if it knew her. A lover's apology. — Hugh Howey

Give it to me," I begged. "Tell me you're going to be a good girl," he replied. "Never." I wouldn't make a promise I couldn't keep. "What am I going to do with you?" Auric growled. — Eve Langlais