Chinamen Scholar Quotes & Sayings

I used to have very good sixth sense - knowing exactly where someone was without seeing them. — Chris Pronger

I always seem to feel that everything is about to cave in on me. I think that maybe music is my protection from that and in some senses it's an outlet to turn it into something euphoric: embracing the eventual decline. — Florence Welch

Of course all such conclusions about appropriate actions against the rich and powerful are based on a fundamental flaw: This is us, and that is them. This crucial principle, deeply embedded in Western culture, suffices to undermine even the most precise analogy and the most impeccable reasoning. — Noam Chomsky

The conquest of the earth, which mostly means the taking it away from those who have a different complexion or slightly flatter noses than ourselves, is not a pretty thing when you look into it much. — Joseph Conrad

You and I, we're not tied to the groundNot falling but rising like rolling around Eyes closed above the rooftops Eyes closed, we're gonna spin through the stars — Dave Matthews Band

In some ways, all our experiences of God are beyond belief, because all conceptual beliefs pale when compared to the experiential reality. — Bernadette Roberts

I like to play with things a while before annihilation. — Max Von Sydow

We live in a generation that applauds the bad more than it commends the good. — Pierre Alex Jeanty

You cannot protect your solitude if you cannot make yourself odious. — Emile M. Cioran

A fanatic is a nut who has something to believe in. — Dean Koontz

But if you move fast, you can have your freedom. — Chris Pavone

Frozen, I stood staring at him like he was a vision or something. His hair was still damp, and a few droplets glistened on his face. When he caught me, warmth burned across my cheeks.
"Were you just ogling me, Angel?"
"No, I wasn't."
He chuckled. "I think you were."
I whirled around and swept my hands to my hips. "Fine I was ogling you. Happy now?"
"Actually I am. I like it when you look at me like you want me. Like you think I'm ... handsome."
My brows rose in surprise. "Handsome? That doesn't sound like the way you would describe yourself."
With a grin, he asked, "And just how would I describe myself?"
"Hmm, sexy, hot as hell, and panty melting?" I challenged as I handed him a Coke.
"Yeah, you're right. Those really describe me better. — Katie Ashley