Parieto Occipital Convexity Quotes & Sayings

To be able to take my pictures, I have to look, all the time, at the people and places I care about. — Sally Mann

Or is it the monthly flushing of the cannon without a birdie? — Aporva Kala

She might have been there for you in the aftermath, but I was there when everything came crashing down. — Megan Duke

If the afterlife really is a big war," Kaladin said, "then I hope I end up in Damnation. At least there I might be able to get a wink or two of sleep. — Brandon Sanderson

This kind of business (murder) required detachment. The trick was to do it almost casually, as you might flick on the radio, or swat a mosquito. — Clive Barker

The key to changing your self-image is not to call yourself by the mistakes you've made or how people see you, but to call yourself the way God sees you. — Jamie Larbi

As for America, it is the ideal fruit of all your youthful hopes and reforms. Everybody is fairly decent, respectable, domestic, bourgeois, middle-class, and tiresome. There is absolutely nothing to revile except that it's a bore. — Henry Adams

Sadhana The consumption of a spoonful of clarified butter (ghee in India) on a daily basis a few minutes before a meal does wonders for the digestive system. If you eat clarified butter with sugar, as in sweets, it is digested and turns into fat. But clarified butter without sugar can cleanse, heal, and lubricate the alimentary canal. Additionally, the cleansing of the colon will immediately manifest as a certain glow and aliveness in your skin. Even those who prefer not to consume dairy products could experiment with this because clarified butter passes through the system largely without getting digested. — Sadhguru

I was haunted always by my other life-my drab room in the Bronx, my square foot of the subway, my fixation upon the day's letter from Alabama-would it come and what would it say?-my shabby suits, my poverty, and love. While my friends were launching decently into life I had muscled my inadequate bark into midstream ... I was a failure-mediocre at advertising work and unable to get started as a writer. Hating the city, I got roaring, weeping drunk on my last penny and went home. — F Scott Fitzgerald

Don't call me a saint. I don't want to be dismissed so easily. — Dorothy Day