Quotes & Sayings About Masa Kecil

I'm a big animal. Fine motor skills are not me forte. — Mike Mehalek

People fell in love with Alex Higgins, a working-class fellow from the back streets of Belfast. That's what brought the game alive. — John Higgins

To iterate is human, to recurse divine. — L Peter Deutsch

I took pleasure when I could. I acted clearly and morally and without regret. I'm very lucky. — Jeanne Calment

Distrust compassion; prefer dignity for yourself and others. Don't be afraid to be thought arrogant or selfish. — Christopher Hitchens

You impose limits on your true nature of infinite being. Then you get displeased to be only a limited creature. Then you begin spiritual practices to transcend these non-existing limits. But if your practice itself implies the existence of these limits, how could they allow you to transcend them. — Ramana Maharshi

I got a job as a children's librarian at PS 175 in Harlem, and that changed everything. That was an epiphany. I didn't know Harlem existed. I didn't know there was such a place, because I grew up in white Queens, where five miles is 100 miles. — Lynne Stewart

The individual and the race are always moving, and as we drift into new latitudes new lights open in the heaven more immediately over us. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin

The single-minded focus on scoring political points over solving problems, escalating over the last several decades, has reached a level of such intensity and bitterness that the government seems incapable of taking and sustaining public decisions responsive to the existential challenges facing the country. — Thomas E. Mann

Soon there would be more feet for the freezer. Oh, thank Jesus for the Internet. Thank Jesus and Mary and Joseph and God and William Gibson and Montgomery Clift and his mommy and the spider. Thank — Robert Pobi

It had grown cold in the night but he was numb with other weathers. An equinox in the heart, ill change, unluck. Suttree held his face in his hands. Child of darkness and familiar of small dooms. He himself used to wake in terror to find whole congregations of the uninvited attending his bed, protean figures slouched among the room's dark corners in all multiplicity of shapes, gibbons and gargoyles, arachnoids of outrageous size, a batshaped creature hung by some cunning in a high corner from whence clicked and winked like bone chimes its incandescent teeth. — Cormac McCarthy