Gentaro Sasayama Quotes & Sayings

If we had the courage to love we would not so value these acts of war. — Jeanette Winterson

If I hold my head to the left and look down at the handle grips and front wheel and map carrier and gas tank I get one pattern of sense data. If I move my head to the right I get another slightly different pattern of sense data. The two views are different. The angles of the planes and curves of the metal are different. The sunlight strikes them differently. If there's no logical basis for substance then there's no logical basis for concluding that what's produced these two views is the same motorcycle. — Robert M. Pirsig

Failure should be our teacher.. — Denis Waitley

Sometimes in this life it is necessary to sacrifice oneself for the good of others . - Mam — Joseph Delaney

I am a plain man, and I care and know comparatively little about rhetoric. — Gerrit Smith

When it's all said and done, I'm very, very glad to work in this business, but that's exactly what it is. It's a business, and I get to do the fun half of it. I get paid to pretend. I get to play really great characters. And, we have such a wonderful writer. She just knows people so intricately, and it's so fun to be able to act out her words. — Angie Harmon

Hey, she's a piratey soul
Full a' vinagar and glitter
She is a song of her own
From down the wrong end of the river
Wild, like the lily-a-passion
Have you ever had the honors
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no
Hey, when your carnival rose
Sows the kiss of belladonna
There aint no takin' it slow
For the avalanches' daughter — Grant-Lee Phillips

Any claims on the truth in my pictures are only to be answered in the sense that a particular event did in fact happen and did take place in the here and now. — Andreas Gursky

I climbed a path and from the top looked up-stream towards Chile. I could see the river, glinting and sliding through the bone-white cliffs with strips of emerald cultivation either side. Away from the cliffs was the desert. There was no sound but the wind, whirring through thorns and whistling through dead grass, and no other sign of life but a hawk, and a black beetle easing over white stones. — Bruce Chatwin