Lippen Quotes & Sayings

Lil Wayne is talented. He seems to be the dominant figure in this particular era of hip-hop. So you know, he's doing his thing. — LL Cool J

When you have resigned yourself to an eternity filled with little else but longing, a few seconds is enough. — Rin Chupeco

We gather perfect fruit from perfect trees. — Margaret Sanger

I saw a mother who lose his country, city, home and children, but she had hijab between corpses. — Ali Rezavand Zayeri

Damn it, I have to stop this bleeding. Oh, Will I would truly love to kick your ass for this. If you die, I swear, I'm going to kill you again." A Fine Line the Ancients (Part I). — J.C. Brennan

I know that the thing I want is exactly the thing I can never get. The old life, the jokes, the drinks, the arguments, the lovemaking, the tiny, heartbreaking commonplace. On any view whatever, to say, 'H. is dead,' is to say, 'All that is gone.' It is a part of the past. And the past is the past and that is what time means, and time itself is one more name for death, and Heaven itself is a state where 'the former things have passed away.' Talk — C.S. Lewis

When they ask me the meaning of time
I am speechless
and I choose to be friends with minutes and seconds, as I know, they are more familiar about time — Ys Sroyer

Football is an absolutely idiotic pastime by any rational standards. You're running into other people as hard as you can, you get frequent muscle strains and ligament tears, and the protective padding really doesn't do all that much to absorb the blunt trauma. — Chris Kluwe

I'm more interested in seeing what the material tells me than in imposing my will on it. — John Chamberlain

You're still riding home with me right? He asks Courtney watching me at the corner of his eye. What's with this guy? he looks like he's about one second from taking a baseballbat to my knees. Or wanting to. I wonder if this is how serial killers start out. Wasn't Unabomber really goos at math? — Lauren Barnholdt

How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and monring dew — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Who we shall become we are already in our souls. — Christin Lore Weber