Fremitus Quotes & Sayings

The solution to pollution is dilution. It is very logical that if a chemical is bothering you, you should increase the flow of good air to dilute the level of the chemical. — Sherry Rogers

I wish I was not who I am. I wish I had met you in different circumstances, in a place far away from here, where there was no magic, politics and deception. Somewhere where things could be different between us. I wish I was someone else. But I am what and who I am, and all the wishes in the world will not change that. — Danielle L. Jensen

I'm not crazy to discuss fashion with men. I couldn't care less about their opinion. — Karl Lagerfeld

The eating of burning brimstone is an entirely fake performance. — Harry Houdini

Friends make the world bearable. It's an honor of sorts. Of all the people that a person knows, they pick you to be their friend, and you try to be worthy of that friendship. — Ilona Andrews

If we are to love sincerely, and with simplicity, we must first of all overcome the fear of not being loved. — Thomas Merton

Religion is for those individuals trying to avoid going to hell. Spirituality is for those of us who have been there. — United Methodish Church Bulletin

A voice reminds us that the land is ours, it will not be taken from us again; the country will never be a colony again. - 'Something Nice from London — Petina Gappah

Google's entire business model and its planning for the future are banking on an open and free Internet. And it will not succeed if the Internet becomes overly balkanized. — Rebecca MacKinnon

I had given up practising my Jewish religion when I was a 14-year-old girl and did not begin to feel Jewish again until I had returned to God. — Edith Stein

A pettos speckled with gold ajiggle with a fremitus from the heart touches me like Athena's hoolet mewing in uncertain dark. So much is nature, whereon we build our particulars fastidious and critical. Your every arrow O Eros has hit me, as the song goes. O girls, girls. This arrow is Timo's curls, this is Heliodora's shoes, this the smell of quinces that blows from Demo's door, flowers plaited into Dorothea's hair and ox-eyed Antikleia's smile that is music from the islands, summer's stars. — Guy Davenport