Manitowoc Quotes & Sayings

All my life my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name. andre breton — Andre Breton

Basically, "Making a Murderer" chronicles a set of crimes committed in Wisconsin: Manitowoc, Wisconsin. The first crime is a miscarriage of justice. Steven Avery is convicted and sentenced to a very, very long prison sentence for the assault on a woman. And it comes to light through DNA evidence that he was not the assailant. — Errol Morris

Today I re-noticed how amazing your smile is. — Andre Bramble

Some people go into tantra with the idea, sort of an intellectual approach, that now they can just do everything and stay high. That doesn't work at all. — Frederick Lenz

Unworthy as I am, he allowed me to go to heaven, and I know the next time I go there, I'll stay. — Don Piper

Home is where you were conditioned. — Darnell Lamont Walker

I feel Aleister Crowley is a misunderstood genius of the 20th century. Because his whole thing was liberation of the person, of the entity, and that restrictions would foul you up, lead to frustration which leads to violence, crime, mental breakdown, depending on what sort of makeup you have underneath. The further this age we're in now gets into technology and alienation, a lot of the points he's made seem to manifest themselves all down the line. — Jimmy Page

On the other hand, he enjoyed seeing Charlotte wear a really beautiful gown of warm coral and russet tones with even a touch of hot scarlet in the brocade. It was brand new; the skirt was perfectly flat at the front and around the hips, not a line possible for everyone. It widened like a bell at the bottom, so cleverly was it cut. It was unadorned; the beauty of the fabric said everything. — Anne Perry

On this ship, my word is fucking law! Captain Josiah Trenchard. UWSS Might of Fortitude. — Jonathon Fletcher

What turns you on more?" he asks, his hands grasping my thighs as he pulls me up. "The fighting or the fucking? — J.M. Darhower

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries.
Lyrically perform armed robbery,
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me ... — Inspectah Deck

Every friend whom not thy fantastic will but the great and tender heart in thee craveth, shall lock thee in his embrace. And this because the heart in thee is the heart of all; not a valve, not a wall, not an intersection is there anywhere in nature, but one blood rolls uninterruptedly in endless circulation through all men, as the water of the globe is all one sea, and, truly seen, its tide is one. — Ralph Waldo Emerson