Kvass Ingredient Quotes & Sayings

My next fight would not be measured in rounds, but throughout a lifetime. It would sustain and fulfill me longer than anything in the cage could. My opponent, my fight, would be against the slipping aspects of American society. — Cameron Conaway

Transformation can only take place immediately; the revolution is now, not tomorrow. — Jiddu Krishnamurti

He became another data point in the American experiment of self-government, an experiment statistically skewed from the outset, because it wasn't the people with sociable genes who fled the crowded Old World for the new continent; it was the people who didn't get along well with others. — Jonathan Franzen

Once in a while dancing is immaculate, a perfection: you understand why raves exist: when you've timed the drinks correctly and they lift your mood and your energy, the songs are ones you all know, and you look around at the girls, their happy lost faces, their beautiful bare stomachs, their jangly long earrings, something limbic, their skin just damp with sweat to the touch, the whole thing ... — Charles Finch

Well, statistically speaking, that's really saying something. — Christina Lauren

Now the last red ray is gone;
Now the twilight shadows hie. — Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

When I do watch shows, or projects that I've been a part of, I'm pretty good at watching them objectively. And that's mostly because I want to see how it came out overall, what the overall story was and how it came together visually, what my mates were doing. — Michelle Forbes

Peace of silence,
Petra Hermans
November 10, 2016 — Petra Hermans

I had enjoyed something that did not belong to me, you see. When it was taken away, I was disappointed but not harmed. — Mary Doria Russell

was hard, and so hot and huge in her hands as she grasped his base. She stroked up firmly to his helmet which she was sucking on hungrily with her lips. He groaned, cupping the back of her head as slowly, she twirled — Lucia Jordan

Rise up with me against the organisation of misery. — Pablo Neruda

How dost thou know that some entire, living, thinking thing may not be invisibly and uninterpenetratingly standing precisely where thou now standest; aye, and standing there in thy spite? In thy most solitary hours, then, dost thou not fear eavesdroppers? Hold, don't speak! And if I still feel the smart of my crushed leg, though it be now so long dissolved; then, why mayst not thou, carpenter, feel the fiery pains of hell for ever, and without a body? Hah! — Herman Melville