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Domiano Jeep Quotes By Jean Baudrillard

In years to come cities will stretch out horizontally and will be non-urban (Los Angeles). After that, they will bury themselves in the ground and will no longer have names. Everything will become infrastructure bathed in artificial light and energy. The brilliant superstructure, the crazy verticality will have disappeared. New York is the final fling of this baroque verticality, this centrifugal excentricity, before the horizontal dismantling arrives, and the subterranean implosion that will follow. — Jean Baudrillard

Domiano Jeep Quotes By Diane De Poitiers

Men at any age truly never grow up. All, no matter what importance they may have attained, are still no more than little boys. — Diane De Poitiers

Domiano Jeep Quotes By Nikolai Bukharin

Christian love, which applies to all, even to one's enemies, is the worst adversary of Communism. — Nikolai Bukharin

Domiano Jeep Quotes By Alison Mosshart

If I'm at a party, and there are lots of people running around, you'll most likely find me on the floor, painting ... I want to be at the party, but I want to do something. I'm just not very idle at all. — Alison Mosshart

Domiano Jeep Quotes By Kenyon Farrow

I'm sick of reading a bunch of hand-wringing bullshit intended to please your circle of friends, or assuage one's guilt of some kind or another. Take a position, have a point of view and fucking live or die with the consequences or don't write. — Kenyon Farrow

Domiano Jeep Quotes By Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel

Wit is the appearance, the external flash of imagination. Thus its divinity, and the witty character of mysticism. — Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel

Domiano Jeep Quotes By Trevor Baylis

Ideas for gadgets for the disabled were coming into my head so fast they seemed to be arriving from somewhere outside of me, beamed down by an unremitting force. I had little control over them, or their flow. I would wake up in the middle of the night. A blinding flash of an idea would rouse me from my bed and I'd rush down to my workshop to have a go at it before the inspiration dimmed. — Trevor Baylis