Dangan Ronpa 2 Quotes & Sayings

Being alone is better than sitting next to a lover and feeling lonely. — Richard Linklater

Ignorance, if recognized, is often more fruitful than the appearance of knowledge. — Walker Percy

I try not to think of myself as a person
but a metal object, built suddenly by machines in complete darkness
something impossible to hurt with a shovel — Tao Lin

She'd survived the Drowned Cities because she wasn't anything like Mouse. When the bullets started flying and warlords started making examples of peacekeeper collaborators, Mahlia had kept her head down, instead of standing up like Mouse. She'd looked out for herself, first. And because of that, she'd survived. — Paolo Bacigalupi

I think it's cool people love to hate me. — Carice Van Houten

Michelangelo was once asked how he would carve an elephant. He replied, I would take a large piece of stone and take away everything that was not the elephant. — Sharon Salzberg

He shook his head. "Uh-uh. That's not going to work anymore. You can be as hard and sarcastic as you want, but we both know you really have a soft spot for me. You just admitted it." "If you tell anyone, I'll deny it. — Sarah Addison Allen

I told my whole life story in my book. — Heather Mills

Your Karma is defined by your Actions plus your Intent. A seemingly incorrect action with a pure intent can potentially result in good Karma — Manoj Arora

Hey, baby." His voice is low and sensual and now I'm even more angry - this time at myself for letting the caress of his voice shift me from my mission. I rally and speak very firmly and clearly. "Would you please tell Edward that he doesn't have to take me straight home? He seems to be under the impression that you were giving orders and not just telling him a destination." The pause before he answers is ominous. "You need to be ready at six. It's already past two. You need to rest." "What the fuck?" I snap. "Are you my mother?" "It's been a long day, baby. — J. Kenner

He sat there silent, watching their love expire. — Marcel Proust