Chaitin Hair Quotes & Sayings

DAILY WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ASSISTENCE TO WORLD NEEDY BY MONEY DONATION AND PROVIDING FOOD,CLOTHES AND SHELTER. AS A HUMAN AND TAKE SOUL BLESSINGS FROM ALL OF THEM AFTER THEIR MENTAL PLEASING SATISFACTION.GOD WILL PROVIDE A LOT MORE THAN OUR WANTS AND REQUIRES AS WE DREAM AND DESIRED TILL ALL OUR LIFE TENURE END WITHOUT ANY HINDRENCES.GOD BLESS YOU ALL MY GLOBAL CITIZENS — Various

The belly will not listen to advice; it makes demands, it importunes. And yet it is not a troublesome creditor; you can send it away at small cost, provided only that you give it what you owe, not merely all you are able to — Seneca.

The existence of a medium, after all, is its absolute justification, if as so many seem to think, it needs one and all comparison of potentialities is useless and irrelevant. Whether a water-color is inferior to an oil, or whether a drawing, an etching, or a photograph is not as important as either, is inconsequent. To have to despise something in order to respect something else is a sign of impotence. [emphasis added] Let us rather accept joyously and with gratitude everything through which the spirit of man seeks to an ever fuller and more intense self-realization. — Paul Strand

I love action and I love doing my own stunts. I love that sort of thing. — Serinda Swan

Today, the worst conflicts, the most deep-rooted violence, and those likely to emerge in the coming years are due to disparities in development. — Segolene Royal

You might be a redneck if when you run out of gas, you put gin in the gas tank. — Jeff Foxworthy

If you want a meaningful life for yourself don't ask "What can the world offer to me?" but "What can I offer to the world? — Bangambiki Habyarimana

Shadow looked down at the girl on the table. "What happened to her?" he asked. "Poor taste in boyfriends," said Jacquel. "It's not always fatal. — Neil Gaiman

I have to confess that I had gambled on my soul and lost it with heroic insouciance and lightness of touch. The soul is so impalpable, so often useless, and sometimes such a nuisance, that I felt no more emotion on losing it than if, on a stroll, I had mislaid my visiting card. — Charles Baudelaire