Frotiers Quotes & Sayings

What those people who ask for equality have in mind is always an increase in their own power to consume. — Ludwig Von Mises

Turn your face toward the sacred Mosque (Koran 2:144,149,150) Commentary: The word "sacred" means that a heart which has not disengaged itself from the sphere of the soul and the sphere of created beings is forbidden to penetrate into this place ... "Wherever you are, turn your face" [toward the sacred Mosque] means, "Wherever you are, in the accomplishment of works of worship or in the ordinary acts of life, contemplate Him - in what you eat, in what you drink, in him or her whom you marry, always knowing that He is at once the Contemplator and the Contemplated ... " — Abdelkader El Djezairi

I have destroyed him with the weapons I abhorred, and they are his. We have crossed each other's frotiers, we are the no-men of this no-man's land. — John Le Carre

They thought in terms of: whatever you had that started you at the box office, this was it. — Jackie Cooper

Our CII building in Hyderabad has zero discharge of water. Every drop of water is treated and reused. — Jamshyd Godrej

Earth would stand out as strange and perturbed, with something in the air that geology and chemistry alone could not explain, with some huge ongoing, active chemical disturbance. — David Grinspoon

Love is photogenic, it develops in the dark. — Lorraine Gokul

Farming is not just for growing crops, it is for the cultivation ... o f human beings! — Masanobu Fukuoka

I think people are getting more and more -unfortunately - inured to violence. People are less sensitive to things they should wake up about. — Tony Todd

After Tom leaves for work, I take Evie to the park, we play on the swings and the little wooden rocking horses, and when I put her back into her buggy she falls asleep almost immediately, which is my cue to go shopping. We cut through the back streets towards the big Sainsbury's. It's a bit of a roundabout way of getting there, but it's quiet, with very little traffic, and in any case we get to pass number thirty-four Cranham Road. It gives me a little frisson even now, walking past that house - butterflies suddenly swarm in my stomach, and a smile comes to my lips and colour to my cheeks. I remember hurrying up the front steps, hoping none of the neighbours would see me letting myself in, getting myself ready in the bathroom, putting on perfume, the kind of underwear you put on just to be taken off. Then I'd get a text message and he'd be at the door, and we'd have an hour or two in the bedroom upstairs. — Paula Hawkins