Naranjita Quotes & Sayings

I'll trim you babies like little lambs — Ken Kesey

The view that all aspects of reality can be reduced to matter and its various particles is, to my mind, as much a metaphysical position as the view that an organizing intelligence created and controls reality. — Dalai Lama XIV

She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close. — Terry Pratchett

I often wonder if my knowledge about God has not become my greatest stumbling block to my knowledge of God. — Henri Nouwen

I love doing research. It's like cheating, but with permission. — Greg Rucka

The biggest obstacle to professional writing is the necessity for changing a typewriter ribbon. — Robert Benchley

Thousands and thousands of incarnations and nothing to show for it. You must choose whether to follow the path of love or the path of attachment. — Frederick Lenz

Photographs don't discriminate between the living and the dead. In the fragments of time and shards of light that compose them, everyone is equal. Now you see us; now you don't. It doesn't matter whether you look through a camera lens and press the shutter. It doesn't even matter whether you open your eyes or close them. The pictures are always there. And so are the people in them. — Robert Goddard

Building bridges requires greater effort than building walls. — Matshona Dhliwayo

We all react to hell differently. — Kat Zhang

It's not like what I do, how I write, changes depending on the nature of the project. I give each story my all, regardless of if there are a few thousand people reading it or a few hundred thousand. — Jason Aaron

Anyone who knows me, knows that I am not afraid of anything. — Cindy Sheehan

Time was when my little feet were the only ones welcome in the establishment, from the chorus girls' dressing room to the owners' penthouse. However, the newcomer - who has no obvious attractions other than the dubious ability to scream like a harem of Siamese in heat at odd hours of the night - is the center of an epidemic of cooing that leaves myself cold. — Carole Nelson Douglas