Haversian Canal Quotes & Sayings

I'm supposed to be guilty of all sorts of crimes and misdemeanors, but when you get right down to it, I'm really only guilty of one: wondering. The road to Hell, you say, is paved with good intentions. Charming. But actually it's paved with intriguing questions. You want to know. Man do you want to know. — Glen Duncan

We live in capitalism, and capitalism is defined by the production line, and the production line is defined by specificity. If you see yourself as an artist, which I do, then you can't be limited by that. You can't let somebody tell you, 'Well, you can only draw this kind of picture or write that kind of book.' — Walter Mosley

Dreams, hopes, imagination, and enthusiasm are the driving forces of life. — Debasish Mridha

Cocoon

Wrap yourself in a cocoon of warmth where loving thoughts reside with tender graces. Create your own peace. Hold to it fast. Always. — Ron Cooper

Here's the only thing you need to know about John: The reason I was surprised by your hand was because he never once described you as the girl with only one hand. — David Wong

If you don't want to lose, you should wait for the right opportunity — Aesop

I felt that putting my all into the relationship would have taken me away from my career. And I couldn't do that then. — Toni Braxton

would those in the first century who first read Matthew 12:40; 27:52-53; Acts 2:25-27; Ephesians 4:8-10; 1 Peter 3:18-22; 4:5-6; and Revelation 1:18 not understood them in light of the Descensus? — Justin Bass

I see the world become so uniform. Everybody has to be the same. I like people who are different. — Eric Cantona

From the Prize winning poem - UNBORN in the book Terra Affirmative.
Under the surface / her body is curled, / seed of the one race, / shell of the world. // She is thw waterfall, / she is the womb, / she is the bubble, /she is the tomb. // Her hair flows upward, / blood red of the birth. / Her arms are folded / deep into the earth. // She is the fern, / she is the bark, / she is the lantern, / she is the dark. // Her eyes burn the flame / of the old and the young. / Her breath is the name / of each branch of each lung. // She is the ingredient. / She is the blend. / She is the beginning. / She is the end. — Jay Woodman