Noriyo Ohara Quotes & Sayings

Was he talking about the Love of God or the love between a woman and a man? Could he be referring to us? Was there such a thing as 'us'?

Unaware of my thoughts, Shams continued.
"I don't care about haram or halal. I'd rather extinguish the fire in hell and burn heaven, so that people could start loving God for no other reason than love. — Elif Shafak

I don't think there's something inherently irreligious about comics. — G. Willow Wilson

When your mother starts using the word "party" as a verb about her kid, that's absolutely crazy. — Dennis Miller

The mind, it occurs to me, is an engine. There is an ambient mode in which the mind sits idling, before there is information. Some minds idle in a kind of dreading crouch, waiting to be offended. Others stand up straight, eyes slightly wide, expecting to be pleasantly surprised. Some minds, imaging the great What Is Out There, imagine it intends doom for them; others imagine there is something out there that may be suffering and in need of their help.
Which is right?
Neither.
Both.
Maybe all of our politics is simply neurology writ large. Maybe there are a finite number of idling modes. Maybe there are just two broad modes, and out of this fact comes our current division. — George Saunders

We don't know," Gansey said, around his straw. "Why is the tea so good here?"
"I spit in it. Let me see this thing. — Maggie Stiefvater

I like the hip writers: Fitzgerald, the guy who committed suicide, Hemingway, all those guys. Some of them were alcoholics and drug addicts but they had fun. They were real people. They formed the culture of American literature. Hemingway admired Tolstoy, Tolstoy admired Pushkin, and Mailer admired Hemingway. It all flows down. The greats are all connected. One day I'm gonna write a book myself. The first chapter will be about what a rough deal my momma got. She believed in you guys and your society. — Mike Tyson

Closure is just as delusive-it is the false hope that we can deaden our living grief. — Stephen Grosz

You couldn't be more beautiful." She sighed, "I know, — Kresley Cole

Nash says you bartend, right?"
My eyes open to his. He's staring down at me, so close I can see the vague line where black pupil stops and nearly-black iris begins. Those eyes are amazing!
I see his eyebrows rise, prompting me.
"Pardon?" I ask.
"Nothing. I don't even think it matters. If you're this adorably sexy all the time, no one will care how fast you get them their drinks. — M. Leighton

The ultimate function of literature is to appreciate the world, sometimes indignantly, sometimes sorrowfully, but best of all to praise when it is luckily possible. — John Dewey

Virtue can have naught to do with ease ... It craves a steep and thorny path. — Michel De Montaigne