Koncepcja Humanistyczna Quotes & Sayings

Caroline's being the leader - it doesn't mean I'm her flunky. It doesn't diminish me. It's just who she is. — Robin York

Austen suggests that a gentleman is made, not born - and made only through a process of painful self-reflection and discovery. — Emily Auerbach

It's beyond the grasp of anyone's memory to recall conversations in kind of [memoir] detail. So it's fake. It's all made up. — Paul Auster

Don't think of it as art, think of it as work. — Paddy Chayefsky

As many numbers of people as are there, there are that many varieties of egoisms. — Dada Bhagwan

I have never thought that you could obtain the extremely clumpy, heterogeneous universe we have today, strongly affected by plasma processes, from the smooth, homogeneous one of the Big Bang, dominated by gravitation. — Hannes Alfven

This night, thy soul may be required of thee. — Cormac McCarthy

The origin of each of us stems from codes of genetic inheritance. — John Eccles

Since I couldn't actuate the things that I wanted to do, the only weapon I had was to say no. — Sidney Poitier

We should, to begin with, think that God leads a very interesting life, and that he is full of joy. Undoubtedly he is the most joyous being in the universe. The abundance of his love and generosity is inseparable from his infinite joy. All of the good and beautiful things from which we occasionally drink tiny droplets of soul-exhilarating joy, God continuously experiences in all their breadth and depth and richness. — Dallas Willard

The future: A consolation for those who have no other. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Love Is How You How You Dress — Maurys Gaucho

There is no caste in blood. — Edwin Arnold

Unlike its human counterparts, an army of zombies is completely independent of support. It will not require food,ammunition, or medical attention. It will not succumb to panic, desertion, or out-and-out mutiny. Like the virus that gave it life, this undead force will continue to grow, spreading across the body of this planet until there is nothing left to devour. Where would you go? What would you do? — Max Brooks