Pasaraya Quotes & Sayings

An enlightened person raises the level of the consciousness of the entire community. — Phyllis Theroux

All the best women are married, yes, they are - to all the worst men' There was an infinite slow caress in her tone but she went on rapidly 'So I shall never marry you. How should I marry a kind man, a good man? I am a barbarian, and want a barbarian lover, to crush and scarify me, but you are so tender and I am so crude. When your soft eyes look on me they look on a volcano. — A.E. Coppard

Many have stood their ground and faced the darkness when it comes for them. Fewer come for the darkness and force it to face them. — Eliezer Yudkowsky

Humor is the most important thing in life. It trumps everything else and it's the only thing that helps me deal with everything else. — Paul Rudd

People who don't know how to keep themselves healthy ought to have the decency to get themselves buried, and not waste time about it. — Henrik Ibsen

People were making fun of redheads before I came along. — Chris Lilley

'Law & Order' was so very interesting to me because what I got to do was explore New York along with getting to work with some of the best actors New York City had to offer. — Jesse L. Martin

It is marriage, perhaps, which had given man the best of his freedom, given him his little kingdom of his own within the big kingdom of the state ... It is a true freedom because it is a true fulfilment, for man, woman and children. Do we then want to break marriage? If we do break it, it means we all fall to a far greater extent under the direct sway of the State. — D.H. Lawrence

I stand there at the corner, known
by the equinox and knowing
nothing, exposed by the alethic
light of those apples,
that fearless crocus,
the magnolia tree, its chandelier
of tears. — Warren Heiti

I had the vocation for politics. What I didn't have was any aptitude for political combat. I took the attacks personally, which is a great mistake. It's never personal: It's just business. It was ever thus. — Michael Ignatieff

There is a vast melancholy in the canticles of the wolves, melancholy infinite as the forest, endless as these long nights of winter and yet that ghastly sadness, that mourning for their own, irremediable appetites, can never move the heart for not one phrase in it hints at the possibility of redemption. — Angela Carter