Erkka V Quotes & Sayings

I deserve to live a good life, and I begin now. — Louise Hay

War makes rattling good history. — Thomas Hardy

It breached over my nose and became the shape of The Phantom of the Opera mask underneath my skin — David Krochmal

I don't understand anything technical about music at all. I don't understand any of it, why you can't put these sounds together with those sounds. I only know what sounds good. — Kurt Cobain

We don't choose what we will do for God; He invites us to join Him where He wants to involve us. — Henry T. Blackaby

A formal manipulator in mathematics often experiences the discomforting feeling that his pencil surpasses him in intelligence. — Howard Whitley Eves

There are two ways to argue with a woman, and neither of them work. — Carlos Boozer

Saudi Arabia cannot go pedal-to-the-metal on the way toward Sharia, although some might say they're there, because they have a relationship with the United States that must continue. And they can't make that relationship difficult for the US, so they moderate, and therefore they proceed. — Rush Limbaugh

Mostly I take photographs in times of research. Whores' Glory was shot in 30 days, 10 days for each segment, but the research for each part lasted a couple of months. — Michael Glawogger

After tiny has tried ballerina pose, swing-batter-batter pose, pump-up-the-jam pose, and top-of-the-mountain-sound-of-music pose in the reflection of the bean, he walks us to a bench overlooking lake shore drive. — David Levithan

The world runs," Lowell said, "on the fuel of this endless, fathomless misery. People know it, but they don't mind what they don't see. Make them look and they mind, but you're the one they hate, because you're the one that made them look. — Karen Joy Fowler

I'm not a fighter. I usually smile and then go into my room and cry my eyes out. — Suman Bhattacharya

The only pushup you won't be able to do is the one you never do. — Gwen Ro

Heartburn is how I recognize myself. It's how I know I feel like me. - Donny — Sharon Weil

We flew out of the city and we landed on the page where Moses split the sea and the Jews marched between those suspended mountains of water, hovering, humming on both sides, and the poor expelled merchants wondered if Moses knew what the fuck he was doing. What if his hand got tired and he accidentally dropped his magic cane, or got distracted by a wet desert ass, or lost his sandals, or what if that lush single malt of a God changed his mind again and the fucking Red Sea closed in on them with its menstrual red liquid? — Rawi Hage