Cryogenic Therapy Quotes & Sayings

My father is the jailhouse. My father is your system ... I am only what you made me. I am only a reflection of you. — Charles Manson

I knew I wanted to be a scientist. Which kind of scientist was the question. — Charles H. Townes

Shit. You've gotta be kidding! Didn't you jump your first day here?"
"Second"
Luke threw his arms up. "That makes so much more sense. So, you know the guy two days and what? He says jump and you say how high?"
"Actually, it'd be how far." I motioned my arm to show him. "You have to jump out."
"You're not helping!" He growled. — H.R. Willaston

Mithorden: 'He was brilliant, yes, but ready to laugh at himself when he made mistakes. You may not believe it, but he made mistakes often.'
Luthiel: 'Why?' She choked around her tears.
Mithorden: 'Because he tried to do great things. Anyone can succeed at easy things. But the things Valkire tried were very difficult. He wanted to make things better for people of all races
for he saw the good in them. — Robert Fanney

Have you ever had the experience of finding in a book some vague idea that's already occurred to you, some obscure image that comes back to you from the depths of your mind, or a perfect expression of your most subtle feelings? — Gustave Flaubert

The fundamental condition of man is his verticality. — Laura Fraser

Evil would never bring Good, however much they wanted to believe that it would. By the time they discovered the truth, it would be too late. — Paulo Coelho

The idea of the split personality is as old as Genesis. For a start, Eve was manufactured from Adam's rib. Then there's Cain and Abel, twins at war. They were followed by Esau and Jacob, likewise divisible into hairy and smooth types. — Clive Sinclair

I am interested in power and in the idea of one country exerting power over another. The Soviets took this to an extreme. — Nicholas Royle

Sick of it whatever it's called sick of the names
I dedicate every pore to what's here — Ikkyu

Whether there is such a thing as Reality, of which the various levels are only partial aspects, or whether there are only levels, is something that literature cannot decide. Literature recognizes rather the *reality of the levels.* — Italo Calvino

My father would tell me if I wasn't writing in meter verse, it wasn't poetry. — John Darnielle

(Is) Euroepan Identity: The Death of National Era? — Endri Shqerra

At the Arrivals gate, we are greeted by a small crowd, watching us with hungry eyes or eyesockets. We drop our cargo on the floor: two mostly intact men, a few meaty legs, and a dismembered torso, all still warm. Call it leftovers. Call it takeout. Our fellow Dead fall on them and feast right there on the floor like animals. The life remaining in those cells will keep them from full-dying, but the Dead who don't hunt will never quite be satisfied. Like men at sea deprived of fresh fruit, they will wither in their deficiencies, weak and perpetually empty, because the new hunger is a lonely monster. It grudgingly accepts the brown meat and lukewarm blood, but what it craves is closeness, that grim sense of connection that courses between their eyes and ours in those final moments, like some dark negative of love. — Isaac Marion