Budi Pekerti Yaitu Quotes & Sayings

Frank took my hand and pressed it to his lips. Considering that my knuckles were bruised from punching him in the face, it should've come with the romantic gesture of the year award. Or a restraining order. — Nicole Castle

Once we bring an explicit long-term memory back into working memory, it becomes a short-term memory again. When we reconsolidate it, it gains a new set of connections - a new context. As Joseph LeDoux explains, "The brain that does the remembering is not the brain that formed the initial memory. In order for the old memory to make sense in the current brain, the memory has to be updated."30 Biological memory is in a perpetual state of renewal. — Nicholas Carr

In dialogue, make sure that your attributives do not awkwardly interrupt a spoken sentence. Place them where the breath would come naturally in speech-that is, where the speaker would pause for emphasis, or take a breath. The best test for locating an attributive is to speak the sentence aloud. — E.B. White

Halloween has always been fascinating to me from a very young age. I think any actor would be fascinated by Halloween because it's one of the only holidays that advocates dressing up in makeup and costumes and transforming oneself. — Nicolas Cage

He'd seen the deadness in her eyes that night in the tunnels, along with the wrath and exhaustion and sorrow. He'd see her go over the edge when Nehemia died, and knew what she'd done to Grave in retribution. He didn't doubt for one heartbeat that she could snap again. There was such glittering darkness in her, an endless rift straight through her core. Nehemia's death had shattered her. What he had done, his role in that death, had shattered her, too. He just prayed she could piece herself back together again. — Sarah J. Maas

Faith moves mountains.
Religion strip-mines them. — J.M. Williams

The people who support me and my dreams make me feel like I'm on top of the world. — Trey Songz

I clarified that I myself was Colombian.
"What is 'being Colombian'?"
"I'm not sure," I replied. "It's an act of faith."
"Like being Norwegian," she said, nodding.
I can recall nothing further of what was said that night. — Jorge Luis Borges