Cwords Quotes & Sayings

And in fact I don't believe there is such a thing as a definitive picture of something. The land is a living, breathing thing and light changes its character every second of every day. That's why I love it so much. — Fay Godwin

Those who control life, and the bodies of women, control the money and hold the power. Women who are kept indoors, cannot make money and will not hold any power. — Jenny Nordberg

I rather wish to rest my case on material considerations, not those of the social future but those of the actual historical period of the capitalist world-economy. — Immanuel Wallerstein

If my good mood were a raft named Gaby, it seemed like it was on the verge of sinking. — Mariana Zapata

You begin to notice what it is that makes this person a teacher, beyond the limits of his individuality and personality. Thus the principle of the "universality of the guru" comes into the picture as well. Every problem you face in life is a part of your marriage. Whenever you experience difficulties, you hear the words of the guru. This is the point at which one begins to gain one's independence from the guru as lover, because every situation becomes an expression of the teachings. First you surrendered to your spiritual friend. Then you communicated and played games with him. And now you have come to the state of complete openness. As a result of this openness you begin to see the guru-quality in every life-situation, that all situations in life offer you the opportunity to be as open as you are with the guru, and so all things can become the guru. — Chogyam Trungpa

Words are so strong and I am so timid - my soul ignores warnings and I end up covered with your paint ... — John Geddes

Emily woke to shadows and their voices. They looked different today, because the entire world hurt. The numbness had worn off sometime between sleep and awake, and she was seeing red. The shadows on the walls were not shadows at all, but red blobs consisting of teeth and claws. Her house reeked of pain.
The whole world was fucking bleeding. — Allie Burke

5 And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things anew. And he said unto me, bWrite: for these cwords are true and faithful. 6 And he said unto me, It is done. aI am bAlpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the cwater of life freely. 7 He that aovercometh shall binherit call things; and I will be his God, and he shall be my dson — Anonymous

We have to provide good teachers, good environment, community involvement with schools. — David Selby

You seem to be displaying signs of triviality. — Oscar Wilde

What the United States call democracy is actually a vertical model of remote governance by oligarchs - economic barons and their political representatives. The result is that citizens in the United States have little control over what the U.S. government does. — S. Brian Willson

I figure I'd find my way to beauty eventually. And I'd find absolution because I'd know, I earned the love of that woman, a woman who's got so much to her it'll take years to dig down and find the heart of her, that would be my reward.
Ohmigod. Ohmigod! Ohmigod! — Kristen Ashley

SPEAK SLOWLY AND PRECISELY! I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU! — Chester Bennington

Face it, you hate every single boy on the face of the Earth!" "That's not TRUE, I just hate all these obnoxious, extroverted, pseudo-bohemian art-school losers — Daniel Clowes

The East was no longer a threat to the western world, and when there's nothing to fear we turn our backs, we look elsewhere. Eastern literature is still the poor relative that everyone wants to forget, the Cinderella who hasn't (yet) found her prince. — Dumitru Tepeneag

The characters aren't the only ones stranded in their country retreat: Huysmans is stranded there, too. It would almost seem that he was trying to go back to Naturalism - the sordid Naturalism of the countryside, where the peasants turn out to be more abject and greedy even than Parisians - if not for the dream sequences, which interrupt and ultimately hobble the story, and make it so impossible to classify. — Michel Houellebecq