Correna Detro Quotes & Sayings

The sacrifice to Legba was completed; the Master of the Crossroads had taken the loas' mysterious routes back to his native Guinea.
Meanwhile, the feast continued. The peasants were forgetting their misery: dance and alcohol numbed them, carrying away their shipwrecked conscience in the unreal and shady regions where the savage madness of the African gods lay waiting. — Jacques Roumain

If you are absolutely without mind, just pure consciousness, time stops completely, disappears, leaving no trace behind. — Rajneesh

Guilt is a manifestation of condemnation or aversion towards oneself, which does not understand the changing transformative quality of mind.
'Seeking the Heart of Wisdom — Joseph Goldstein

The beer came and I said, "Joe, I'm thinking that there is something larger here than an attorney's zealous defense of his client." The master of understatement. — Robert Crais

When I walk through an airport and people go, 'You're not fat!' I'm like, 'Thanks. That's great. Good to know I'm not fat today! Thank you!' — Jessica Simpson

Northerners, even abolitionists, knew more about how and why to chop down the slavery tree than they ever knew what to do with its sour fruit. — Jane Smiley

Readiness for death is that of character, rather than of occupation. It is right living which prepares for safe or even joyous dying. - Jacques — Jacques-Benigne Bossuet

What of Thought? The Crew had developed a kind of shorthand whereby they could set forth any visions that might come their way. Conversations at the Spoon had become little more than proper nouns, literary allusions, critical or philosophical terms linked in certain ways. Depending on how you arranged the building blocks at your disposal, you were smart or stupid. Depending on how others reacted they were In or Out. The number of blocks, however, was finite.
"Mathematically, boy," he told himself, "if nobody else original comes along, they're bound to run out of arrangements someday. What then?" What indeed. This sort of arranging and rearranging was Decadence, but the exhaustion of all possible permutations and combinations was death.
It scared Eigenvalue, sometimes. He would go in back and look at the set of dentures. Teeth and metals endure. — Thomas Pynchon

The Eld! The Eld! the Manni whispered, and several raised fists into the air with the first and fourth fingers pointed. — Stephen King

The boy manifested the sort of submissive dimness that foretold a long sad future in minimum-security institutions — Carl Hiaasen