La Fountain Quotes & Sayings

My family sat in their pool courtyard," Harah said, "in air bathed by the moisture that arose from the spray of a fountain. There was a tree of portyguls, round and deep in color, near at hand. There was a basket with mish mish and baklawa and mugs of liban - all manner of good things to eat. In our gardens and, in our flocks, there was peace ... peace in all the land."
"Life was full with happiness until the raiders came," Alia said.
"Blood ran cold at the scream of friends," Jessica said. And she felt the memories rushing through her out of all those other pasts she shared.
"La, la, la, the women cried," said Harah. — Frank Herbert

If you Christians lived like Jesus Christ, India would be at your feet tomorrow. — John R.W. Stott

For their menstrual cycle, women subconsciously want to punish men. — Daya Kudari

When you come into my pieces, it's not an intellectual experience, it's a physical experience. It's coming at your body. There's light, there's sound, the lights in some pieces are going on and off. There's loud roaring sound happening. — Bill Viola

She'd read somewhere that you only truly saw what someone looked like in the first few minutes of meeting them, that after then it was only an impression, colored by what you thought of them. — Jojo Moyes

Nobody noticed or cared that one day she turned sideways and slipped through a slit in the world and returned to Peristan, the other reality, the world of dreams whence the jinn periodically emerge to trouble and bless mankind. To the villagers of Lucena she seemed to have dissolved, perhaps into fireless smoke. After Dunia left our world the voyagers from the world of the jinn to ours became fewer in number, and then for a long time they stopped coming completely, and the slits in the world became overgrown by the unimaginative weeds of convention and the thornbushes of the dully material, until they finally closed up completely and our ancestors were left to do the best they could without the benefits or curses of magic. — Salman Rushdie

Evil is the vulgar lover who loves the body rather than the soul, inasmuch as he is not even stable, because he loves a thing which is in itself unstable, and therefore when the bloom of youth which he was desiring is over, he takes wing and flies away, in spite of all his words and promises; whereas the love of the noble disposition is life-long, for it becomes one with the everlasting. — Plato

The mind is the source of happiness and unhappiness by what it chooses to compare the experience with. If it chooses to compare it to something worse then it will create happiness, gratitude and pride but if it chooses to compare it to something better then it will create unhappiness, bitterness and envy. — Gautama Buddha

If your kid needs a role model and you ain't it, you're both fucked. — George Carlin

The boys at school are so degenerate that it makes one feel pessimistic about the future of the male gender in general. — Regina Doman

I'm not looking for the Fountain of Youth. . .I'm looking for the Fountain of Knowledge and Wisdom. — Devlin De La Chapa

Thinking is like a fountain. Once it gets going at a certain pressure, well, it almost impossible to turn it off. And, my hat! what odd things come up with the water!
("Out Of The Deep") — Walter De La Mare

these guys have either hired a top notch personal data scrubbing service, or one or the other of them is a wizard able to do it himself. Their data footprints are even smaller than personnel working in some of the most highly classified government operations. I would swear they never existed except for the fact that they are giving us the finger. And I don't think that was an accident, given the thoroughness of their data purge. — J.E. Maxwell

Sleeping on the Ceiling
It is so peaceful on the ceiling!
It is the Place de la Concorde.
The little crystal chandelier
is off, the fountain is in the dark.
Not a soul is in the park.
Below, where the wallpaper is peeling,
the Jardin des Plantes has locked its gates.
Those photographs are animals.
The mighty flowers and foliage rustle;
under the leaves the insects tunnel.
We must go under the wallpaper
to meet the insect-gladiator,
to battle with a net and trident,
and leave the fountain and the square.
But oh, that we could sleep up there ... — Elizabeth Bishop

can you tell me where I can find a restaurant where you can eat for nothing?" "My dear man," replied van Schmoller, "there are no such restaurants, but there is a place around the corner where you can have a good meal very cheaply." "Ah," said Pareto, laughing triumphantly, "so there are laws in economics! — Albert-Laszlo Barabasi