Makalov Quotes & Sayings

We didn't push it down people's throats ... One turned into three in a short period of time. I built the first one and ... one day someone walked in and said "You know, I really like the design on this. Who built that?" I said "I did." He goes "Well, would you be interested in building me one?" I went "Yeah, I'll do that." — Drew Waters

But Elizabeth was not formed for ill-humour; and though every prospect of her own was destroyed for the evening, it could not dwell long on her spirits; and having told all her griefs to Charlotte Lucas, whom she had not seen for a week, she was soon able to make a voluntary transition to the oddities of her cousin, and to point him out to her particular notice. The first two dances, however, brought a return of distress; they were dances of mortification. Mr. Collins, awkward — Jane Austen

Real life is much stranger than fiction, man. — Mike D

Your life has intrinsic value, not simply because of who you are as an individual, but because of who He is as your God. — Hannah Anderson

You can read me like a book. If I'm not having a good time, which is very rare, then you'll know. — Peter Frampton

Seen under the microscope, Stegomyia is a creature of striking beauty. Its general color is dark gray, but the thorax is marked with a silvery-white lyre-shaped pattern; the abdomen is banded with silvery-white stripes and the six-jointed legs are striped alternately with black and pure white. Among mosquitoes Stegomyia is the height of elegance. — David McCullough

I would like it to be said: here lies a man who has done his duty on earth — Nelson Mandela

One must be able to say at all times
instead of points, straight lines, and planes
tables, chairs, and beer mugs — David Hilbert

As a great master once observed: "There are two methods of becoming god, the upright or the averse." Let the mind become as a flame or a pool of still water . — Peter J. Carroll

Those nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am. — Anne Carson

In the world I am
Always a stranger
I do not understand its language
It does not understand my silence — Bei Dao