Condamnarea Quotes & Sayings

Keeping you alive,
that is my primary purpose.
I am costless,
omnipresent.
Poor oxygen,
pitiable oxygen. — Santosh Lamichhane

One should always talk well about oneself! The word spreads around and in the end, noone remembers where it started — Jean Cocteau

Trade the dream of overnight success for slow, measured growth. It's hard, but you have to be patient. You have to grind it out. You have to do it for a long time before the right people notice. — Jason Fried

I think one of the beauties so far of the so-called Spirit of Seattle is there aren't any leaders, pop stars, or guru figures that everyone else is falling in line with and following. No [Nelson] Mandela, Havel, or Subcomandante Ski Mask riding in on a white horse and everybody else just wanting to follow them to the promised land. We're stitching it together and doing it ourselves. — Jello Biafra

There is one Metallica. We have many styles, it's called Metallica. — James Hetfield

I discuss my beliefs less because I bed my atheist, who cannot believe in much more sacred than our kisses. — Thomm Quackenbush

All we can ever do in the way of good to people is to encourage them to do good to themselves. — Randolph Bourne

Rhime being no necessary Adjunct or true Ornament of Poem or good Verse, in longer Works especially, but the Invention of a barbarous Age, to set off wretched matter and lame Meeter ... the troublesom and modern bondage of Rimeing — John Milton

Minimum-wage laws are one of the most powerful tools in the arsenal of racists. — Walter E. Williams

The difference with a major label and independent is mainly resources. That's the difference that I feel sometimes where I as an artist would have to be more creative and more patient. — Goapele

Because the whole British thing you have going on makes me want to do very wicked things to your mouth. — Christina Lauren

What is a man! What is a man but mended cloth, hastily worn and discarded? ... What makes a man? What makes a hero, Shomer? Is it simply to live when there is nothing left to live for, when all you knew and loved is gone? Is it, simply, to survive? For like the threads of an intricate shawl, we have been pulled at and torn, Shomer. We have been unravelled. — Lavie Tidhar

I've got no other home to go to, not anymore. When I look at England now I see a dead place, Rupert. A wasteland. I won't live in a wasteland. I'd rather die in paradise. — Lev Grossman