Kdybys Cokoliv Quotes & Sayings

Little, impalpable worlds, were those soap-bubbles, with the big world depicted, in hues bright as imagination, on the nothing of their surface. — Nathaniel Hawthorne

Popular music sucks so bad right now. — Kristin Hersh

Can you comprehend everything in the four directions and still do nothing? — Laozi

And it makes you wonder - how can a people incapable of selecting their own lightbulbs and toilets possess enough competence to vote for their own rulers and fill out complicated tax returns? — Mark R. Levin

Nothing is ugly as long as it is alive. — Coco Chanel

Without a People's army, the people have nothing. — Mao Zedong

I'm not interested in dating. I like being with my own best friend, me. Certain women, particularly older women, cannot believe I like going to a social event by myself. But I do. — Gloria Allred

Tree-hugging, Birkenstock-wearing, hippie, tie-dyed liberals [in Hollywood should] ... go make their movies and their music and whine somewhere else ... It's just too damn bad we didn't buy them a ticket [to become human shields in Iraq]. — Jim Gibbons

The deep blue of your eyes had secrets. I wanted them. — Lucy Christopher

The dread of futility has been my life-long plague. — Maya Angelou

The "self," it seems today, is at the core of the nation's worldview rather than others (the common good), or God. — Martha MacCullough

I have had some problems because the French don't like people to have success, they don't like the number one. — Alain Prost

No advocate of reason can claim the right to force his ideas on others. No advocate of the free mind can claim the right to force the minds of others. No rational society, no co-operation, no agreement, no understanding, no discussion are possible among men who propose to substitute guns for rational persuasion. — Ayn Rand

Do not make me fuck you against this door, Lydia."
Everything inside me squeezed tight. "God, that sounds good. Let's do that."
"Shit. — Kylie Scott

On the sixth day of Hate Week, after the processions, the speeches, the shouting, the singing, the banners, the posters, the films, the waxworks, the rolling of drums and squealing of trumpets, the tramp of marching feet, the grinding of the caterpillars of tanks, the roar of massed planes, the booming of guns - after six days of this, when the great orgasm was quivering to its climax and the general hatred of Eurasia had boiled up into such delirium that if the crowd could have got their hands on the 2,000 Eurasian war-criminals who were to be publicly hanged on the last day of the proceedings, they would unquestionably have torn them to pieces - at just this moment it had been announced that Oceania was not after all at war with Eurasia. Oceania was at war with Eastasia. Eurasia was an ally. — George Orwell