Ilichi Quotes & Sayings

Mouth guard. And I think we'll start you in goal.
Goal sounded like a special job. I didn't want a special job, unless that special job involved sitting on the side under a pile of blankets. — Maureen Johnson

In conversion, God interferes with out lives. We relinquish autonomy. If we find the gospel message to be true, we need to surrender to God and change our lives. For that reason - whether or not the trilemma or some form of it works - many will still never assent that Jesus is God. — Gregory S. Cootsona

Her eyes were luminous gold. I wondered if that was the last color a bug saw when it was trapped in amber - and if the bug thought, wow, that's beautiful, right before it was frozen forever. — Rick Riordan

Nyree taught me not to trust anyone but Steve quickly corrected that lesson and taught me not to trust everyone. — S.A. Tawks

Thought reflexes get conditioned very strongly, and they are very hard to change. And the also interfere. A reflex may connect to the endorphins and produce an impulse to hold that whole pattern forther. In other words, it produces a defensive reflex. Not merely is it stuck because it's chemically so well built up, but also there is a defensive reflex which defends against evidence which might weaken it. Thus it all happens, one reflex after another after another. It's just a vast system of reflexes. And they form a 'structure' as they get more rigid. — David Bohm

Focus on how the end-user customers perceive the impact of your innovation - rather than on how you, the innovators, perceive it. — Thomas A. Edison

He remembered something about darkness, about pressure and weighted blankets and silence. Though he had no idea how he was going to get hold of any of those things up on top of a building.

"Tell me," Kit said. Tell me what you need.

"Put your arms around me," said Ty. His hands were pale blue blurs in the air, as if Kit were looking at a time-lapsed photo. "Hold on to me."

He was still rocking. After a moment, Kit put his arms around Ty, not knowing what else to do. — Cassandra Clare

What is poetry which does not save nations or people? — Czeslaw Milosz

It's a dangerous mission. You could die out there. You could go on forever. — Tess Gallagher

I'm not doing well. Don't try to talk about this to my sister Liz. She will know it sooner or later. — Layne Staley

Not everybody wants to get out and see the world. Nothing wrong with that. Sometimes you just want to figure out how to fit yourself into the world you already know. — John Darnielle

We must love stupid people better than ourselves; are they not the really unfortunate ones of this world? Do not people without taste and without ideal grow constantly weary, rejoicing in nothing, and being quite useless here below? — George Sand

In the end, the tenses of the verbs settled into a common groove, the persons of the narrators, first and third (the latter with so many variants and identities), became one, and events thronged toward a day that began uncertainly and remained undecided, with a light gray film covering the sky. — Filip Florian