Gangen Line Quotes & Sayings

Drink won his sword, meet with my hammer. That's more than my demon can object. — George R R Martin

I would like to believe that it is, and will continue to be, human compassion for other beings that will result in our giving them the protection they deserve, because of who they are, not because of what they can do for us or because some law tells us what we have to do. — Marc Bekoff

Substantial things deaden a man without suffering; love awakens him with enlivening pains. — Kahlil Gibran

It was, 'If you don't do 'The Show Goes On,' your album's not coming out.' I had nothing to do with that record - nothing. I was literally told how I should rap on it. But I'm a bastard, 'cos I'll turn around and put it back in your face. — Lupe Fiasco

It was dope to the point where I felt like Common almost admired me as much as I admired him. He took us to the hotel, and then he was going through his phone, rapping his raps to me. I was like, Is Common rapping to me right now, trying to get my feedback? — Dreezy

If only my heart could abstain
from love.

The more I seethe with desire
The more I seem to attract. — Hilda Ismail

If I lived alone I would be very dependent on poetry. — Katherine Mansfield

Imagine if everyone went around transforming lead into gold. Gold would lose its value. — Paulo Coelho

There comes a point when you can only sweep so much under the rug, 'til you feel lumps under your feet and your path seems to become less ccomfortable. — Stuart J. Scesney

my giving up too easily on Kim festered for — Tim Holsten

To live is to hold your child, your own flesh, your very blood, in your arms. To see her smile and wrap five tiny fingers around just one of yours. To live is to hold your wife close to you as you lie in bed and listen to her breathe -- to fall asleep, one against the other, fitted as if you were made for each other, and then awaked in the dawn when she turns to you and whispers your name. To live is to walk your land, knowing every tree and footpath and foxhole, and come home to the smell of a pot of stew, boiling over the fire. Home, wife, children. That is what it is to live. — N. Gemini Sasson

Killing rips the soul apart. — J.K. Rowling

You think it begins to diminish with time, the pain, then it comes back and hits you with a rawness and freshness you had forgotten. — William Boyd