Filipino Poet Quotes & Sayings

Because, as any English-speaking tourist will tell you, if you speak slow enough, loud enough, and maintain good eye contact, eventually they'll understand. — Poppy Inkwell

Can we really conquer chaos so easily? If that were so, I should be able to prune the pandemonium of my own soul into something neat and tidy rather than this maze of wants and needs and misgivings that has me forever feeling as if I cannot fit into the landscape of things. — Libba Bray

I'm usually so excited by the life I'm living I forget to take pictures. — Karen Marie Moning

Legends exaggerate. — Toba Beta

It is, indeed, right that we should look for, and hasten, so far as in us lies, the coming of the day of God; but not that we should check any human effort by anticipations of its approach. We shall hasten it best by endeavoring to work out the tasks that are appointed for us here; and, therefore, reasoning as if the world were to continue under its existing dispensation, and the powers which have just been granted to us were to be continued through myriads of future ages. — John Ruskin

Two tires fly. Two wail. A bamboo grove, all chopped down From it, warring songs. — Neal Stephenson

You want to know, companions of my youth,
How much has changed the wild but shy young poet
Forever writing last poem after last poem;
You hear he's dark as earth, barefoot,
A turban round his head, a bolo at his side,
His ballpen blown up to a long-barreled gun:
Deeper still the struggling change inside. — Emmanuel F. Lacaba

It is fine to be zealous, provided the purpose is good, and to be so always, not just when I am with you. My — Anonymous

You don't have to be naked to look naked. You just have to think naked. — Gypsy Rose Lee

If you want to get an education in how to get a story and how to survive, then get a street reporter job in New York City. — John Tesh

It all happened in a second. The three of them reached Baby at the same time. She lay crumpled down on the dirty sidewalk. Her skirt was over her head, showing her pink panties and her little white legs. Her hands were open - in one there was the prize from the candy and in the other the pocketbook. There was blood all over her hair ribbon and the top of her yellow curls. She was shot in the head and her face was turned down toward the ground. — Carson McCullers

English is now ours. We have colonized it, too. — Gemino Abad

Sometimes we need to look at everything going wrong in our lives and admit to ourselves, I am the only common denominator here. — Dan Pearce

The meticulous care for the rights of the least among us is the sin qua non of nonviolence. — Mahatma Gandhi