Kurlov Liver Quotes & Sayings

Zen people love Buddha so tremendously that they can even play jokes upon him. It is out of great love; they are not afraid. — Rajneesh

I hate to tell you this," she said with an apologetic smile, "but I don't think you're as special as you think you are."
"That only hurts because it's true. You really like me? A little?"
"Un peu. Enough that I want to talk to you instead of letting me fuck you," she said.
"Oh," he said, and weighed his words. "But we are still going to fuck, right?"
Juliette smiled again. And in her flawless elegant Frenchy she purred two beautiful words.
"Bien sur."
Of course. — Tiffany Reisz

My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you. — John Keats

Pain is holy ground in a person's life. — Jason Gray

I was a skinny guy growing up, and I still feel like that same skinny kid. — Jamie Dornan

If half an onion is black with rot, it is a rotten onion. A man is good or he is evil. — George R R Martin

A proper disposition of time leaves a man at leisure in the very bustle of affairs; without delaying the attention of his concerns to the last or giving them unnecessary application at first: it affords a season for everything by affording everything its proper season. — Norm MacDonald

Ordinary morality is innate in my view. — Christopher Hitchens

For if we try to go on protecting them we prevent them from growing up to be ordinary, confident adults, capable of looking after themselves. — Dorothy Rowe

In some ways," admitted the Overlord gravely. "In others perhaps a better analogy can be found in the history of your colonial powers. The Roman and British Empires, for that reason, have always been of considerable interest to us. The case of India is particularly instructive. The main difference between us and the British in India was that they had no real motives for going there - no conscious objectives, that is, except such trivial and temporary ones as trade or hostility to other European powers. They found themselves possessors of an empire before they knew what to do with it, and were never really happy until they had got rid of it again. — Arthur C. Clarke