Jangan Sombong Quotes & Sayings

You see, that's the whole point of being in government. If you don't like something you simply make up a law that makes it illegal. — Richard Curtis

Strive for simplicity! Don't have the face a checkerboard of tints! Use such colors as nature uses, but not try to keep them distinct! Your work may be called monotonous, but one tone is better than many which do not harmonize. — William Morris Hunt

Time is God's gift to us as humans — Sunday Adelaja

Because they know that people will be kinder to a child who smiles. — Francois Lelord

Our ability to touch love and kindness and be touched by them lies buried below our own fears and hurts, below our greed and our hatreds, below our desperate clinging to the illusion that we are separate and alone. — Jon Kabat-Zinn

I don't get attention — Lizthewiz

Proximity to the device tempted him, a muted siren's call to undress, open the coffin-like lid and climb into the lukewarm saline solution, to plug his interface jack in, sheathe his genitals in the waste catch and sink down into the glorious rush of jacking in. He missed the freefall adrenaline of consciousness translated into pure data, of his body rendered in liquid mercury, shifting and changing with his every thought. He missed the thrill of cracking databank security, of running from anti-intrusion software and other hackers. — Gary A. Ballard

I see that if you try to fit someone in a box, she might slip through the seams like water and become her own river. — Laura Resau

I have very vivid dreams - almost always action-adventure. I'm often on the run. I've always had dreams. When I was little, I'd go to sleep with my head on my hands, which were in fists like I was looking through a camera. I felt like sleep was the movies - just drifting off to the movies. — Sarah Silverman

The on and off thing is kind of annoying, isn't it? First with Cole, now with Gavin. "Maybe you need a tune up." I rolled my eyes. "I'll just pop into the supernatural ability repair shop sometime tomorrow." He grinned, his fingers tracing the line of my jaw. — Gena Showalter