Mystikal Net Quotes & Sayings

Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, Stay awhile. — Mary Oliver

A tongue in a bag. Teeth. A room drenched in blood. — Richard House

When I look around the world and think why is everything working or not working, it's because it's entrenched ideology. You can't solve a problem if you're sitting down with people who say, "All these ideas are off the table because of what I believe." — Steven Soderbergh

There is no attempt made by these simple and honest men, the father and son, to pretend that the dead woman was anything greatly other than she was; their respect is for death, and for the human weakness and mystery which it must finally cover. — G.K. Chesterton

Gratitude drives happiness. Happiness boosts Productivity. Productivity reveals mastery. And mastery inspires the world. — Robin Sharma

Sorry. i just can't seem to help myself. My brain is freaking out. Two predawn mornings in a row. It doesn't know what to think, how to act. I'll have a talk with it later. Perhaps get it some counseling. — Darynda Jones

The man who consecrates his hours by vigorous effort, and an honest aim, at once he draws the sting of life and Death; he walks with nature; and her paths are peace. — Edward Young

And I don't give a damn about a greenback dollarSpend it fast as I can for a wailin' song and a good guitarThe only things that I understand, oh yeah. — Hoyt Axton

I don't think you should have firearms where people are drinking. — Wayne LaPierre

Ingram did an echocardiogram. Eric was on his back, with a skewed view of the monitor, and wasn't sure whether he was watching a computerized mapping of his heart or a picture of the thing itself. It throbbed forcefully on screen. The image was only a foot away but the heart assumed another context, one of distance and immensity, beating in the blood plum raptures of a galaxy in gormation. What mystery he glimpsed in this functional muscle. He felt the passion of the body, its adaptive drive over geologic time, the poetry and chemistry of its origins in the dust of old exploding stars. How dwarfed he felt by his own heart. — Don DeLillo

Character is what emerges from all the little things you were too busy to do yesterday, but did anyway. — Mignon McLaughlin