Bradicardia Quotes & Sayings

All this twaddle, the existence of God, atheism, determinism, liberation, societies, death, etc., are pieces of a chess game called language, and they are amusing only if one does not preoccupy oneself with 'winning or losing this game of chess. — Marcel Duchamp

Good players want to be coached ... Great players want to be told the truth — Doc Rivers

If it were true that Christianity and science were incompatible, there would be no Christians who were respected scientists. If fact, about forty percent of professional natural scientists are practicing Christians, and many others are theists of other kinds. Fewer than thirty percent are atheists. — Jeffrey Burton Russell

If women could ejaculate, I would have exploded hot jizz all over my manager's face. Instead, I hugged him. (about getting the SNL gig as a writer) — Sarah Silverman

Acting is the business of truth, so that we can see ourselves reflected back and learn. — Melissa Leo

Writing a novel is like going a great distance to take a small shit. — Harlan Ellison

To what saint do you pray?" the boy asked. The boy detected a faint smile on the big man's face in the dim light. "I pray to my God and Jesus Christ himself. — M.E. Hubbs

You make me think before I act. You make me want to be a better person-Luxen-whatever. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

What she did was harmless. What you did, man, was begging to get laid. — Piper Shelly

What bedrooms did you give to our guests?"
"The ones all the way ... way ... way on the other side of the manse."
He laughed at that, hugging her tightly for giving him that ability to indulge in humor once more.
"Then I'd say the bedroom with the old armoire you like should suffice."
"Yes, master," she teased, flicking her hand and sending them there. "Oops, one sec." She winked at him and snapped her fingers, the bottle of lotion suddenly in her hand.
"Show-off. You know, you are going to have to tell me how you do that."
"Well, first you pump this little thing on top, then the lotion - "
Legna yelped when he slapped his hand hard on her bottom, the blanket doing little to shield her from the sting of it.
"Gideon! Do not ever do that again!" she scolded.
"Not even if you beg me to?" he countered lecherously.
Legna laughed, unable to help herself.
"I hate you!"
"No, you do not," he insisted. "How many times do I have to tell you that? — Jacquelyn Frank

It's best not to depend on the gray haired. We're too close to God to rely on, — Nadia Hashimi

My youthful dreams of the future were born from the gentle sadness of those evenings, far removed from the rest of life, when you lie in the grass beside the remains of someone else's campfire, with your bicycle beside you, watching the purple stripes left in the western sky by the sun that has just set, and you can see the first stars in the east. — Victor Pelevin

had made Cory, Adam, and I collect when we were kids that she glazed — Jessica Gadziala