Kushinagar Quotes & Sayings

I shall repeat a hundred times; we really ought to free ourselves from the seduction of words! — Friedrich Nietzsche

Oh, I dasn't, Mars Tom. Ole missis she'd take an' tar de head off'n me. 'Deed she would. — Mark Twain

Only the myopic magnifying lens of the television camera maintains the demonstration, march, and picketing as a modality of political expression; they have otherwise faded into meaninglessness since the end of the Vietnam War with the shift of urban form and activity. These acts and activities have been displaced over the past decade from the square and main street to the windswept emptiness of City Hall Mall or Federal Building Plaza. To encounter a ragtag mob of protesters in such places today renders them enve more pathetic, their marginality enforced by a physcial displacement into so unimportant, uninhabited, and unloved a civic location. — Trevor Boddy

Do you believe in a future everlasting life?
No, not in a future everlasting but in an everlasting life here. There are moments, you reach moments, and time comes to a sudden stop, and it will become eternal. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

You gave me reason to believe that we were always meant to be, but now I see you were wrong, you can't keep running back to me with all them baby baby please, No More. — Faith Evans

Well, you've done it now," was her sisterly
opening shot.
Jaine rubbed between her eyebrows; a definite headache was forming. After the exchange with
David, she waited to see where this one was going.
"I won't be able to hold up my head in church."
"Really? Oh, Shelley, I'm so sorry," Jaine said sweetly. "I didn't realize you have the dreaded
Limp Neck disease. When were you diagnosed? — Linda Howard

Of which beauty will you speak? There are many: there are a thousand: there is one for every look, for every spirit, adapted to each taste, to each particular constitution. — Eugene Delacroix

If you're not passionate about what you want to do, you won't be good at it. — Sid Haig

For all that time walking the path I had wanted to break and run, but that way lies madness: you don't run from terror, not if you ever want to stop again. — Mark Lawrence