Dimanche A Bamako Quotes & Sayings

I want you inside me," he said simply ... "I will beg you for it if you order me to. And I'll beg you for it even if you don't. — Tiffany Reisz

Top tip 4: Somtimes you're lying when you say nothing at all — Alice Kuipers

He discovers that God is the very source of our existence. As Lewis will put it: "He is the opaque centre of all existences, the thing that simply and entirely is, the fountain of facthood. — Colin Duriez

In the name of forever, let's burn down our today and tomorrows. — Akshay Vasu

Personal improvement is like sitting in a movie theater, arguing with the villain projected on the screen, and feeling that at least we have tried to make things better. — Steven Harrison

No leader lives a day without criticism, and humility will never be more on trial than when criticism comes. — J. Oswald Sanders

They say a name expresses the thing it stands for, but I wonder if it isn't the other way around - the thing gets more and more like its name. — Haruki Murakami

We often need to be refreshed. — Rumi

Hey, if we didn't overcharge for our product - guess what - people wouldn't have to buy used games. — Warren Spector

I have people who come up to me and say, 'Oh, seeing your work in my little home town in the middle of nowhere on the internet inspired me to move to London, or New York and pursue a creative career.' It makes me quite emotional. — Kesh

I will drop into your chest like a vegetal ambrosia. I will be the grain that regenerates the cruelly plowed furrow. Poetry will be born of our intimate union. A god we shall create together, and we shall soar heavenward like sunbeams, perfumes, butterflies, birds, and all winged things. — Charles Baudelaire

And Viola is the idol, the theme of Naples. She is the spoiled sultana of the boards. To spoil her acting may be easy enough, - shall they spoil her nature? No, I think not. There, at home, she is still good and simple; and there, under the awning by the doorway, - there she still sits, divinely musing. How often, crook-trunked tree, she looks to thy green boughs; how often, like thee, in her dreams, and fancies, does she struggle for the light, - not the light of the stage-lamps. Pooh, child! be contented with the lamps, even with the rush-lights. A farthing candle is more convenient for household purposes than the stars. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton

Communism worked great, up to maybe four dozen people. Libertarianism was a bit better and could handle thousands before it started to fall apart. Capitalism worked best on scale, but it too began to implode once you moved close to the billion mark or so and began to factor in multiple local governments. Socialism always sucked and tended to work like a glacier moving uphill, but it worked at pretty much every scale in the same way. It was reliable, even if you could only rely on it to piss you off and barely get anything done. — Evan Currie