Malibongwe Lyrics Quotes & Sayings

UFCNo such thing as childhood memories, he says. We're just playing games with our neurons every day, tossing them around the hippocampus, constructing little fairy tales featuring characters named after people we used to live with. 'Your dad is just a flurry of molecular activity in your frontal lobe' he'll tell you... — Michel Faber

As the leaves randomly fell, she contemplated how they sacrificially gave up their essence to sustain new life. Or was it the tree's sacrifice? Each leaf was a part of Gaia's play. Their final act: to decompose so a new level of soil could be made, an earthen writing tablet for the next layer of history to be recorded. One generation became the groundwork for the next. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Nothing was exempt, not even the leaves. — Jesikah Sundin

I plunged eagerly and passionately into the wilderness, as if in the hope of thus penetrating into the very heart of this Nature, powerful and maternal, there to blend with her living elements. — Paul Gauguin

They believed that every man should know how to read and how to write, and should find out all that his capacity allowed him to comprehend. That is the glory of the Puritan fathers. — Robert Green Ingersoll

Yeah, I like cars and basketball. But you know what I like more? Bananas. — Frankie Muniz

My only relief is to sleep. When I'm sleeping, I'm not sad, I'm not angry, I'm not lonely, I'm nothing. — Jillian Medoff

Modelling's not something I want to do just on its own, but I always want it to be a part of my life. — Alice Dellal

I'm not interested in types. I'm interested in archetypes. — Miuccia Prada

Restrict yourself to choice and refusal; and exercise them carefully, with discipline and detachment. — Epictetus

To an ever greater extent out experience is governed by pictures, pictures in newspapers and magazines, on television and in the cinema. Next to these pictures firsthand experience begins to retreat, to seem more and more trivial. While it once seemed that pictures had the function of interpreting reality, it now seems they have usurped it. It therefore becomes imperative to understand the picture itself, not in order to uncover a lost reality, but to determine how a picture becomes a signifying structure of its own accord. — Douglas Crimp

How can it be? When we're naked and ashamed and alone in our brokenness, Christ envelops us with His intimate grace. When we're rejected and abandoned and feel beyond wanting, Jesus cups our face: "Come close, my Beloved." When we're dirty and tear-stained and despairing, Jesus Christ is attracted to us and proposes undying love: "All that you're carrying I take... and all that I am is yours." How do you ever get over that? — Ann Voskamp

Bryan helped me up. "How can you be so good one minute then clumsy the next?"
I shrugged. "I've never been very athletic. Not unless you count fencing."
"You made fences? — John Corwin

I did not run for office to be helping out a bunch of, you know, fat-cat bankers on Wall Street. — Barack Obama