Kabirou Oubandaouaki Quotes & Sayings

Those who follow the Tao are of clear mind. They do not load their mind with anxieties and are flexible in their adjustment to external conditions. — Zhuangzi

CoMMOn SeNSe iS nOt sO cOmMOn aMoNg coMMon pEOPLe ... — DeOLs

Excellent. We keep your furniture. Whose bed?"
"Yours."
"Why mine?"
"It's bigger, for one."
"And for another?"
"Mine doesn't have the sort of headboard you can tie someone to. I've always sort of wanted to do that."
"Bend over. Now. Take off your pants and bend over. I'll be done in five minutes. No one will ever know. — Amy Lane

For the other end of the spectrum, the 50 to 85 percent of the world's population who are not the recipients of privilege, the world they know is almost certainly worse than any their earlier counterparts knew. It is likely they are worse off materially, despite the technological changes. In substantive as opposed to formal terms, they are more, not less, subject to arbitrary constraints, since the central mechanisms are more pervasive and more efficient. And they bear the brunt of the various kinds of psychic malaise, as well as of the destructiveness of civil wars. — Immanuel Wallerstein

When you stop and think about it, a smartphone is basically a whistle you can carry. — Steve Wozniak

I was shocked. They were going to give me money to make this really odd show? Well, I still had little thought of it going to series, but I thought it was great that my next short film was going to be paid for. — Joe Murray

News travels fast in places where nothing much ever happens. — Charles Bukowski

I come from a very big family ... nine parents. — Jim Gaffigan

We didn't go to the moon to explore or because it was in our DNA or because we're Americans. We went because we were at war and we felt a threat. — Neil DeGrasse Tyson

St. Louis sprawls where mighty rivers meet - as broad as Philadelphia, but three stories high instead of two, with wider streets and dirtier atmosphere, over the dull-brown of wide, calm rivers. The city overflows into the valleys of Illinois and lies there, writhing under its grimy cloud. — W.E.B. Du Bois