Mapped Tongue Quotes & Sayings

Take away the clothes of the greatest living man, his father once told him, and you behold a very embarrassed, naked and defenseless animal. — Clive Cussler

She thought about how marvelous is would be to have a wife keeping the house in order, the meals on the table. At the same time it seemed ridiculously unfair that she could never have a wife. In fact, if she married, she would be expected to be the wife. — Robin Cook

The late Franz Borkenau once said, after he had broken with the Communist Party, that he could no longer put up with the practice of discussing municipal regulations in the categories of Hegelian logic, and Hegelian logic in the spirit of meetings of the town council. — Theodor W. Adorno

Every orchid or rose or lizard or snake is the work of a dedicated and skilled breeder. There are thousands of people, amateurs and professionals, who devote their lives to this business. Now imagine what will happen when the tools of genetic engineering become accessible to these people. — Freeman Dyson

The Charkha is an outward symbol of truth and nonviolence. — Mahatma Gandhi

This must be the taste of Language -
the tongue mapped by many colors,
parsed by the vowels of memory, the roof
of the mouth the dome of a world
circumscribed by consonants, whose edges
suggest the sour-sweetness of oranges,
the bittermelon's green rind, the river-
scent of mangoes all the way to the grove. — Marjorie M. Evasco

If one understands eternity as timelessness, and not as an unending timespan, then whoever lives in the present lives for all time. — Ludwig Wittgenstein

I don't see all the movies that come out. — Ray Walston

I have a black-belt in self-pity. I was an expert in the field. Still am. It's a skill you never forget. — Katja Millay

The ending is one of my blackest, utterly without hope of any sort. — Donna Leon

Women are not altogether in the wrong when they refuse the rules of life prescribed to the World, for men only have established them and without their consent. — Michel De Montaigne

The poems
were cool.

The best ones were
like bombs,
and when all the right words

came together
it was like an explosion. — Kwame Alexander

Fuck me. Austin." Michaels grunted at the first couple inches of penetration. Judge hissed a satisfied, "Yes." Michaels plunged in until his balls nestled against the soft fur on Judge's ass. Michaels moaned low, his voice raw and rough. His pace didn't match his dirty talk. The in and out tempo was slow and easy. Michaels used Judge's thick shoulder to drive in deeper each time. He angled to the right, his dick had already mapped out Judge's erogenous zones, and Michaels hit one every time. "Goddamnit," Judge rumbled, beneath him. "I love you." Michaels sighed over the moist skin at the base of Judge's neck. "Do I feel good, babe?" Michaels whispered, his lips moving against Judge's temple, his tongue licking out to claim the beads of sweat that slid across his brow. "Austin, — A.E. Via

Everything looks interesting until you do it. Then you find it's just another job. — Terry Pratchett

Start right now to put into practice some of the things that have been taught to us today. — Nathan Eldon Tanner

Hate them more than you hate yourself, and you'll stay free! — Marge Piercy