Bouman Sherouse Quotes & Sayings

The true purpose of yoga is to discover that aspect of your being that can never be lost. — Deepak Chopra

I think I'm a trivia nerd. I love to learn about everything. I'm curious. — Adam Rodriguez

Typically I go in the studio and whatever I'm contemplating that day will wind up being a song. I don't come in with lyrics ... I just go in and let it happen. — Alanis Morissette

The citizens must be certain that the governor is attending to the duties for which he was elected. — Bob McDonnell

Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, and men below, and the saints above, for love is heaven, and heaven is love. — Walter Scott

I feel terrible for directors of TV because all the episodes have to look the same. They make a great series for five or six years, and then when it's canceled, they can't break out on their own. — Alejandro Jodorowsky

This career essentially chased me down while I was on the spoken-word scene in New York. I kept hearing that my delivery of my poetry - which was very personal and cathartic at the time- was very moving to folks. People thought that I was an actress because of my delivery, when I was just dropping into the work and really pouring out my soul. — Sonja Sohn

I looked out at the children in the playground below my window: They were running around yelling in the sunshine, and I reflected on how blokes always get the women they want by chasing them until they give in. I'm always amazed that so many men - usually the ugly ones - are convinced they could pull Claudia Schiffer if they were given the chance, while someone gorgeous ... is always convinced blokes don't fancy her. It rarely happens the other way round. — Harriet Evans

The world is MADE up of language. We can SAY that the world is composed of little demons doing calisthenics, each one the size of a pissant's eyebrow ... Or we can SAY the world is made of tiny wave mechanical packets of matter hurling through space at near the speed of light ... But notice that what we get each time are WORDS ... — Terence McKenna

Tis I, my sweet, your rough-and-ready man
Well hid by night to beg your fine white hand
Though king of bandits, draped in chains of gold
I'm poor in love and suffer grief untold — Shannon Hale