Iskcon Love Quotes & Sayings

He held the sword as if he's used one before," Rhys said.
The stranger snorted. "Of course I've used a sword. What kind of Highlander can no' wield a blade? — Donna Grant

I would comment on the scene, but I've never kissed a woman so I don't really have anything to add ... — Todd Grisham

I've always been taught that basketball is a team game and greater than the sum of its parts. — Len Elmore

Things grow in life without soliciting for it — Sunday Adelaja

Dream is like a butterfly. You have to chase it to discover worlds you never knew existed. — Vinita Kinra

There is but one man who can believe himself free from envy; and it is he who has never examined his own heart. — Claude Adrien Helvetius

Our bodies are garbage heaps: we collect experience, and from the decomposition of the thrown-out eggshells, spinach leaves, coffee grinds, and old steak bones out of our minds, come nitrogen, heat, and very fertile soil. Out of this fertile soil bloom our poems and stories. But this does not come all at once. It takes time. Continue to turn over and over the organic details of your life until some of them fall through the garbage of discursive thoughts to the solid ground of black soil. — Natalie Goldberg

Silence is more eloquent than words. — Thomas Carlyle

Life was out there and death was, too. I feared both now. — Nnedi Okorafor

If I do something for my kids, I get a medal, because most fathers don't. — Louis C.K.

A word that turns up in TNR's literary pieces is "tasteless. " They use it in the same way you might reprove a toilet joke at the dinner table or around relatives. But with them it takes on moral weight. It's a very damaging mistake: the idea that sniffing out the tasteless is the same as taste itself. It confuses censoriousness with a faculty of judgment that links the aesthetic to the moral sense. — N+ 1 Magazine

What we most need to do is to hear within us the sound of the Earth crying. — Nhat Hanh

The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts. — Petrarch

He couldn't grab reality if he attempted the task with both hands. — Kelly Moran

No-one can own our Lord Buddha. That would be a foolish claim, but the roads that lead to him, the Way... That is a different matter. They are all filled with toll-gates, like the roads of Japan, and the monks collect the fees. — Erik Christian Haugaard