Kraftur Protein Quotes & Sayings

To waste! You are unknown and unwanted, save by me. This, because you are fairly adept at the various embalming arts and you occasionally compose a clever epitaph. — Roger Zelazny

Death consists, indeed, in a repeated process of unrobing, or unsheathing. The immortal part of man shakes off from itself, one after the other, its outer casings, and - as the snake from its skin, the butterfly from its chrysalis - emerges from one after another, passing into a higher state of consciousness. — Annie Besant

The killers have built the society. The whole Indonesia is their platform. They run the country. They run the country. — Joshua Oppenheimer

Music I do just for me. — Jeremy Renner

Ruling the world is overrated. It would really cut into your leisure time. — Shanna Swendson

Dignity is more important than wealth. — Jacqueline Novogratz

Death is another bar which lies several steps below the normal world. I'm at its threshold, but not yet in it. Its doorway is doorless. — Kathy Acker

If human life were long enough to find the ultimate theory, everything would have been solved by previous generations. Nothing would be left to be discovered. — Stephen Hawking

Love is never jealous. It's a connection. It's an energy. It's an embodiment. — T. Mills

Odoru aho ni
miru aho
onaji aho nara
odorana son son!

You're a fool to dance,
A fool to watch,
Well, if you're a fool either way,
What a loss not to dance, a loss, a loss! — Kate T. Williamson

In many strong people there seems to be a sort of natural need
to find someone or something to bow down to — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

If the art of poetry is?the art of making sense of the chaos of human experience, it's not a bad thing to see a lot of chaos. — Archibald MacLeish

He always had a problem with the purity of others. Never his own. — Christopher Moore

From this day forward, you will be my sun at dawn and my stars at night, and I vow to love and cherish you for all our days. — Marissa Meyer

Readers have to be sought out and won to the light of the page, poem by poem, one by one by one. — C.D. Wright