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Namkhai0312 Quotes By Leon Logothetis

Sometimes you have to enact arbitrary rules, strange and perhaps irrational guidelines to force yourself out of a way of life so habitual it feels like instinct. — Leon Logothetis

Namkhai0312 Quotes By L. Ron Hubbard

There are only two answers for the handling of people from 2.0 down on the Tone Scale, neither one of which has anything to do with reasoning with them or listening to their justification of their acts. The first is to raise them on the Tone Scale by un-enturbulating some of their theta by any one of the three valid processes. The other is to dispose of them quietly and without sorrow. — L. Ron Hubbard

Namkhai0312 Quotes By Robert M. Parker Jr.

I'm an anti-industrial kind of guy. — Robert M. Parker Jr.

Namkhai0312 Quotes By Ernst Zundel

The judge turned his back towards me, sitting back on his judge's chair, while I was in the witness stand being questioned. The whole courtroom was full of these anarchists, leftists, communists and Jewish lobbyists. — Ernst Zundel

Namkhai0312 Quotes By Stanley Victor Paskavich

Often when it comes to friends. When the rubber hits the road you'll find yourself hitch hiking — Stanley Victor Paskavich

Namkhai0312 Quotes By Rupert Thomson

It was six hours to Hosannah Beach and he didn't glance at the silver coin that Dad had given him, not even once. All the way he clutched it tight in the palm of his hand and fel the bevelled edge bite into his skin. [ ... ] Waiting in the car while Yvonne unlocked the house, he brought his hand up to his face and opened it. His sweat had the bitter smell of hot metal, hot and bitter, this was what leaving home would always smell like. — Rupert Thomson

Namkhai0312 Quotes By Vladimir Nabokov

Your voice, through the beelike hum, was remote and anxious. It kept sliding into the distance and vanishing. I spoke to you with tightly shut eyes, and felt like crying. My love for you was the throbbing, welling warmth of tears. That is exactly how I imagined paradise: silence and tears, and the warm silk of your knees. This you could not comprehend. — Vladimir Nabokov