Gangstar Vegas Quotes & Sayings

The legs, for example, of that chair
how miraculous their tubularity, how supernatural their polished smoothness! I spent several minutes
or was it several centuries?
not merely gazing at those bamboo legs, but actually being them
or rather being myself in them; or, to be still more accurate (for "I" was not involved in the case, nor in a certain sense were "they") being my Not-self in the Not-self which was the chair. — Aldous Huxley

There is nothing more terminal for the human spirit, than loneliness. — Shane K.P. O'Neill

He didn't want to believe it, couldn't force — Nicholas Sparks

Since I was little, I've had that vision of a businesswoman inside me. — Thalia

It's crazy because I have a scar on my right eyebrow, but people who don't know me very well think that I just intentionally shave that part of it. — Charlie Puth

stoodAloof from streets, encompass'd with a wood.Dryden.2. Applied to persons, it often insinuates caution and circumspection. Turn on the bloody hounds with heads of steel,And make the cowards stand aloof at bay.Shak.Henry VI. Going northwards, aloof, as long as they had any doubt of being pursued, at last when they were out of reach, they turned and crossed the ocean to Spain.Bacon. The king would not, by any means, enter the city, until he had aloof seen the cross set up upon the greater tower of Granada, whereby it became Christian ground.Bacon'sHen. VII. Two pots stood by a river, one of brass, the other of clay. The water carried them away; the earthen vessel kept aloof from t'other.L'Estrange'sFables. The strong may fight aloof; Ancaeus try'dHis force too — Samuel Johnson

As for himself, when he went to go to a party, as one was sometimes obliged to, from a wish not to give offence, he walked into the middle of the room, said 'Ha! Ha!' as loud as ever he could, considered he had done his duty, and went home. — Virginia Woolf

The gym exposes deficiencies in our bodies' strength and stamina - and appearance. You can wear all kinds of daytime clothes that hide or minimize aspects of your body that you would like to be less visible to the eye. But in the gym, you cannot hide them. There you and your coach (and unfortunately everyone around you) can see where you bulge where you shouldn't. It's an incentive to get to work. And so this metaphor tells us that when life is going along just fine, the flaws in our character can be masked and hidden from others and from ourselves. But when troubles and difficulties hit, we are suddenly in "God's gymnasium" - we are exposed. Our inner anxieties, our hair-trigger temper, our unrealistic regard of our own talents, our tendency to lie or shade the truth, our lack of self-discipline - all of these things come out. — Timothy J. Keller

The Word of God gives power, authority and abundant life to a man. — Sunday Adelaja

I didn't know you were my everything. I didn't know I could have the worst day possible on the job and my only thought be of you. You deserve someone else, someone who's smart enough to know all of that from day one, but I'm selfish. I want you all to myself, forever. And I'll do whatever it takes to show you every single day that I love you more than anything else in the world. More than my job. More than my pride. — Zoe York

A little consideration of what takes place around us every day would show us that a higher law than that of our will regulates events; that our painful labors are unnecessary and fruitless; that only in our easy, simple, spontaneous action are we strong ... Place yourself in the middle of the stream of power and wisdom which animates all whom it floats, and you are without effort impelled to truth, to right, and a perfect contentment. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

But people underestimate just how starved everybody is for some magic pathway back into childhood. — John Darnielle

Every basic act like eating and copulating becomes magical when you do it consciously. — Jaggi Vasudev

The repentant, run-to-seed ultra-Leftists who have converted to humanitarianism, artificial inseminators of the widow and the orphan, themselves orphans of reality and malades imaginaires of politics, premature ejaculators of posthistory and hyperchondriacs of the dead body of ideology and morality. — Jean Baudrillard