Lobalization Quotes & Sayings

They want to beat the Don Dadda. It means, 'The Man.' — Shaquille O'Neal

I don't think that - you know, I'm sure that there's guys that are doing it, because I'm sure in every sport there's players who want to get the edge. But I think that it's been blown overly - way more than guys are using it in our game. — Rafael Palmeiro

If I were to die tomorrow, then I'll like to know I made the most of my life today. — Willie Booker

Personality is a slot machine, and the cherries, lemons, and bells are your SSRI system, your schizophrenic tendency, your left/right brain lobalization, your anxiety proclivity, your wiring glitches, your place on the autistic and OCD spectrums - and to these we must add the deep-level influences of the machines and systems of intelligence that guided your brain into maturity. — Douglas Coupland

Does the written word tame passions? Or subdue the forces of nature? Or does it find a harmony with the inhumanity of the universe? Or incubate a violence, held back but always ready to spring, to claw? — Italo Calvino

Be like nature - quiet, calm, loving, and persistent. Don't hurry. Flowers will bloom. — Debasish Mridha

No matter how expected, death is always the ultimate surprise. — Robin Morgan

I don't care to analyze acting. On the other hand there is a fascination because distributors are putting out British films. You get films here with great performances you'll never see again. Why compare. We should go after the businessmen. — Tim Roth

No, Cassius; for the eye sees not itself,
But by reflection, by some other things. — William Shakespeare

We may not know how to forgive, and we may not want to forgive; but the very fact we say we are willing to forgive begins the healing practice. — Louise Hay

We are in the world where the longing mountains are the most grounded. — Sorin Cerin

For the first-time novelist you've got to get up at 5:30 in the morning and write until 7, make breakfast and go to work. Or, come home and work for an hour. Everybody has an hour in their day somewhere. — Ridley Pearson

Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day
And make me travel forth without my cloak,
To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way,
Hiding they brav'ry in their rotten smoke? — William Shakespeare