Kabals Fatality Quotes & Sayings

Rights are a protection from society. But only by fulfilling their obligations to society can the individual give meaning to that protection.
(V - From Ideology Towards Equilibrium) — John Ralston Saul

Oh! how near are genius and madness! Men imprison them and chain them, or raise statues to them. — Denis Diderot

Mellow doesn't always make for a good story, but it makes for a good life. — Anne Hathaway

I thought perhaps that when you told me you did not love me that my own feelings would fall away and atrophy, but they have not. They have grown every day. I love you now more desperately, this moment, than I have ever loved you before, and in an hour I will love you more than that — Cassandra Clare

For two hours I'd felt myself stretching tighter and tighter, like a rubber band pulled to the point of snapping. And now, I could feel the smaller, weaker part of myself beginning to fray, tiny bits giving way before the big break. — Sarah Dessen

Some people say a person receives a position in this church through revelation, and others say they get it through inspiration, but I say they get it through relation. If I hadn't been related to Heber C. Kimball I wouldn't have been a damn thing in this church. — J. Golden Kimball

When we pay attention to sensations in our bodies, we can feel that love is the energetic opposite of fear. — Sharon Salzberg

How will the performer-audience interaction change,
now that we are so used to participating in the lives of strangers? — Natasha Tsakos

The morning drips her dew for me, Noon spreads an opal canopy. Home-bound, the drifting cloud-crafts rest Where sunset ambers all the west ... — Robert Loveman

I'd always been leery of Eric, but I'd appreciated his mischief, his single-mindedness, and his flair. If you could a vampire had jois de vivre, Eric had it in spades.
-Sookie — Charlaine Harris

The flame consists of a splendid clarity, of an unusual vigor, and od an ingenious ardor, but possesses the splendid clarity that it may illuminate and the ingenious ardor that it may burn. — Umberto Eco