Imaginate Que Quotes & Sayings

Why do ever think about to get married??
Do we dare, all life to get worried, to be curious, to be angry, to think for money like they are gold, to think about what next to buy, to cry and even and more to happen?
Marriage is like the gold, you find it or not, it depends from you but you once lost you can't find the same gold or the same wife, it's in about of luck to find the same. Imaginate that you have gold, but you don't have money, so you go to a pawnshop and what happens the gold becomes money, but reality you have two diffirent stuff. This doesn't mean that by doing that you get the same, why don't you go and give your wife for other person??? Will be the same like your wife will live in this person for which you have replaced her??
Of course, NOT! — Deyth Banger

This common body, like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, to rot itself with motion — William Shakespeare

Thoughts are powerful, one thinking for something makes big changes... you try... Imagine this say "I want to fuck", then imaginate a girl. A woman which is 18 years old, blonde hair, white skin, big ass, big boobs, long legs, and likes to play with dicks... Think few times on such type of stuff and look the magic! — Deyth Banger

I felt like it was inevitable that I was going to fail in life and die young. So I was frantically scrambling to document my stunts and pack my message into a bottle. I thought maybe I could be discovered after I'd died, like Van Gogh. — Steve-O

I would not exchange my leisure hours for all the wealth in the world. -Comte De Mirabeau — Michelle Moran

It's okay to be discouraged. It's not okay to quit. To know you want to quit but to plant your feet and keep inching closer until you take the impenetrable fortress you've decided to lay siege to in your own life - that's persistence. — Ryan Holiday

Because she did love him, and not from afar, not with the moony dreaminess she'd used as a crutch for so many years, but with a deep, aching tenderness she felt might just kill her. — Miranda Liasson

It is the veiled angel of sorrow who plucks away one thing and another that bound us here in ease and security, and, in the vanishing of these dear objects, indicates the true home of our affections and our peace. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin

The killers are the people who are ruining the world to line their pockets, poisoning us, burying us under garbage! — John Brunner