Cajal Bodies Quotes & Sayings

Soon as the thund-ah enters my lungs-ah I start gettin hungry wheres that balogna Crackers and cheese zuzus and whams Icy white honey bun ooohh there I am Go an light another one constantly smokin' Turn up a 45 drankin and chokin Start smokin weed real young with my peers So full of dope smoke comin out my ears — Project Pat

Someone asked me what three things I would save if my house was on fire. I said my cat, my salamander and one of the twins. — Ricky Gervais

The blizzard seemed to be dying down, and it was now possible to enjoy the sight of the buildings and embankments and bridges smothered in the diamond-dusted whiteness. There's always something soothing in the snow, thought Gabriel, a promise of happiness and absolution, of a new start on a clean sheet. Snow redesigned the streets with hints of another architecture, even more magnificent, more fanciful than it already was, all spires and pinnacles on pale palaces of pearl and opal. All that New Venice should have been reappeared through its partial disappearance. It was as if the city were dreaming about itself and crystallizing both that dream and the ethereal unreality of it. He wallowed in the impression, badly needing it right now, knowing it would not last as he hobbled nearer to his destination. — Jean-Christophe Valtat

We've been looking at the tower for so long we forgot it's made of blocks; we forgot it can be put back together in a different way. — Christopher Hayes

Los Angeles has been known as the center of creativity but has often been equally known for the absence of spirituality. — Erwin McManus

The love boat has crashed against the everyday
You and I, we are quits
And there is no use listing mutual hurts, sorrows, and pains. — Vladimir Mayakovsky

I don't confuse greatness with perfection. To be great anyhow is ... the higher achievement. — Lois McMaster Bujold

If there is a doubt, I believe that I must put myself forward and undergo the people's judgment. — Roh Moo-hyun

A woman knows very well that, though a wit sends her his poems, praises her judgment, solicits her criticism, and drinks her tea, this by no means signifies that he respects her opinions, admires her understanding, or will refuse, though the rapier is denied him, to run through the body with his pen. — Virginia Woolf