Gotye Lyrics Quotes & Sayings

You are a mask; behind the mask there is the universe! When you are enlightened, mask goes, you go, you disappear and people does not see you anymore, they see the universe when they look at you! They talk to universe when they talk with you! You are a mask till you are enlightened! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

For sadness and gladness live within us side by side, almost inseparable; the one succeeding the other with an elusive, unappreciable swiftness. — Maxim Gorky

Dung is more valuable than any precious metal. You cannot grow food in gold. — Michael Scott

The fact that we did not give the demonstrators in Iran our moral support when a young woman named Neda bled to death in the streets of Iran will go down as one of the great mistakes of the 21st Century. — John McCain

Oh antic God
return to me
my mother in her thirties
leaned across the front porch
the huge pillow of her breasts
pressing against the rail
summoning me in for bed.
I am almost the dead woman's age times two.
I can barely recall her song
the scent of her hands
though her wild hair scratches my dreams
at night. return to me, oh Lord of then
and now, my mother's calling,
her young voice humming my name. — Lucille Clifton

He once told a reporter he wanted his obituary to be short - "just make it born in Russia, first lesson at 3, debut at 7, debut in America in 1917". — Jascha Heifetz

Situations spin out of control because care was not taken to carefully manage reality through desires. — Steven Redhead

Trust is as slippery as a basket of eels sometimes. — Robert Jordan

I try to be a truthful artist and I try to show a level of courage. I enjoy that. I'm a messenger. — Jeff Koons

God does not set his justice aside; he turns it onto himself. — Timothy Keller

In all honesty, I never actually did anything wrong (in my eyes, at least) at school or misbehaved in any big way. If it was anything, it was probably just a lot of clowning around. — Rory McIlroy

I stand on the end platform of the tram and am completely unsure of my footing in this world, in this town, in my family. Not even casually could I indicate any claims that I might rightly advance in any direction. I have not even any defense to offer for standing on this platform, holding on to this strap, letting myself be carried along by this tram, nor for the people who give way to the tram or walk quietly along or stand gazing into shop windows. Nobody asks me to put up a defense, indeed, but that is irrelevant. — Franz Kafka