Kongregate Idle Quotes & Sayings

I still love taking pictures with Polaroid film. For me, it offers the most beautiful way of capturing reality and transferring it onto a flat piece of paper. — Helena Christensen

Are you a communist?"
"No I am an anti-fascist"
"For a long time?"
"Since I have understood fascism. — Ernest Hemingway,

He switched off the light, came back and sat in the chair. In the darkness, Liesel kept her eyes open. She was watching the words. — Markus Zusak

Upon arriving in the capital-F Future, we discover it, invariably, to be the lower-case now. — William Gibson

A third position has been called "strong Al." When the Mind As Computer metaphor is believed as a deep scientific truth, the true believers interpret the ontology and the inferential patterns that the metaphor imposes on the mind as defining the essence of mind itself. For them, concepts are formal symbols, thought is computation (the manipulation of those symbols), and the mind is a computer program. — George Lakoff

Of course, when you shut off your brain from rational analysis, any book is dangerous. Taking literally ancient parables from thousands of years ago is much more dangerous than playing with a loaded gun. Ancient scrawls, written by different authors in different centuries with different agendas
yeah, let's get mad literal about that.
The literalness problem is compounded in religion by the circular logic of not being allowed to question anything, or else you're lacking faith. — Bill Maher

Grace is the absence of everything that indicates pain or difficulty, hesitation or incongruity. — William Hazlitt

Gaby's expression doesn't change. "I didn't," she says. "I took a chance. It's rare; I don't know what the odds are of it happening like that. Once in - " She lifts her hands. "In a blue moon? — John Leslie

At the same time she seemed to be recovering her roots, and the sap rose anew in her body, which was no longer trembling. — Albert Camus

Sometimes you are the peanut to my butter and sometimes you are those annoying crumbs left over when someone makes toast. — Brenda Lochinger

Other folk thought the Rage was simple bloodlust, a berserk savagery that neither knew nor cared what its target was, and so it was when it struck without warning. But when a hradani gave himself to it knowingly, it was as cold as it was hot, as rational as it was lethal. To embrace the Rage was to embrace a splendor, a glory, a denial of all restraint but not of reason. It was pure, elemental purpose, unencumbered by compassion or horror or pity, yet it was far more than mere frenzy. — David Weber