Paarup Aftenskole Quotes & Sayings

Painting is much more than therapy to me its a way of life. — Tony Curtis

Other crack teams get bat boomerangs and wall-climbing powers; we get Aquatruck. — Cassandra Clare

I had a career at home, and I just knew that it'd be okay if nothing happened in Los Angeles. — Alona Tal

Find x if (x)=2sin3x,over the domain -2piX=Beth
'Stop goofing around!',I said.
'I'm not! I'm stating the truth.You're my solution to everything',Xavier replied. 'The end result is always you.X always equals Beth. — Alexandra Adornetto

It is at this moment that I realize the best thing I ever did in my life was to marry this woman.
She is willing to give up her life for her child. I know most parents would do the same. But how many mothers would give up everything that they love, everything that they will ever be able to do in the future for the "possibility and not the guarantee" of getting their child better.
Now reduce the odds of success to less than 1%.
How many mothers are still standing?
She is. — JohnA Passaro

I don't think his elevator went all the way to the top anymore, if you know what I mean — Janet Evanovich

Smell was our first sense. It is even possible that being able to smell was the stimulus that took a primitive fish and turned a small lump of olfactory tissue on its nerve cord into a brain. We think because we smelled. — Lyall Watson

I love only nature, and I hate mathematicians. — Richard P. Feynman

But you see how man is also machine, and it suffices to turn one wheel on the surface and other wheels then turn inside: the brother and the enmity are merely the reflection of the fear that each man has of himself, of the recesses of his own soul, where unconfessed desires lurk, or, as they are saying in Paris, unconscious concepts. For it has been demonstrated that imperceptible thoughts exist, affecting the soul without the soul's being aware of them, clandestine thoughts whose existence is demonstrated by the fact that, however little each of us examines himself, he will not fail to remark that in his heart he bears love or hatred, joy or sorrow, while remaining unable to remember distinctly the thoughts that generated it. — Umberto Eco