Oamaru Beach Quotes & Sayings

When reality looks too ugly, fantasize. — Jimmy Buffett

There's no way my love for fame and her love for puppies will ever work out successfully. — Spencer Pratt

I am like a remnant of a cloud of autumn uselessly roaming in the sky, O my sun ever-glorious! Thy touch has not yet melted my vapour, making me one with thy light, and thus I count months and years separated from thee.
If this be thy wish and if this be thy play, then take this fleeting emptiness of mine, paint it with colours, gild it with gold, float it on the wanton wind and spread it in varied wonders.
And again when it shall be thy wish to end this play at night, I shall melt and vanish away in the dark, or it may be in a smile of the white morning, in a coolness of purity transparent. — Rabindranath Tagore

Youth is wasted on the young - beauty is wasted on the vain — David Seller

I've lived my whole life exactly the way I've wanted to. Being gay, being white, being male, it doesn't matter to me. They're all things I'm born with. — Johnny Weir

I felt on my back gentle pats like fragile wings just touching me, touching me: my grandchildren's hands. — Bret Lott

I briefly considered giving the Myerson kids the same lecture I'd given the other first graders on the playground:
Unicorns are man-eating monsters. They don't have wings, they aren't lavender or sparkly, and you could never catch one to ride without its goring you through the sternum. And even if it somehow managed to miss your major arteries - and it never missed - you'd still die from the deadly poison in its horn. But don't worry. My great-great-great-great-great-great-aunt Clothilde killed the last one a hundred and fifty years ago.
Except now I guessed it would be more like a hundred and sixty. How time doth fly in a unicorn-free world. — Diana Peterfreund

From an analytic point of view, the only thing one can be guilty of is having given ground relative to one's desire (Seminar 7, 319) — Jacques Lacan

Faced with her mother's mood swings, Charlotte is docile.
She tames her melancholy.
Is this how one becomes an artist?
By growing accustomed to the madness of others? — David Foenkinos

All high beauty has a moral element in it. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Persecute them ... Let them be put to shame and perish ... Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow ... Let his children be continually vagabonds, and beg. Let there be none to extend mercy unto him, neither let there be any to favour his fatherless children. — Wiley Drake

Most Americans are in deep awe of things-as-they-are. Even with everything this obviously out of control, they still tell themselves that those in authority must know what they are doing, and must be describing our condition to us as it really is; they still take it for granted that somehow what is, what is done, must make sense, can't really be insane. These assumptions exercise a tyranny over their minds. — Barbara Deming