Pendulum Song Quotes & Sayings

Is anyone ever gone, ever real? Are we not just energy in a different form? — Jamie Magee

In the very beginning I tried to actualise way too many ideas. The end result was not as healthy a ratio for satisfaction as the current, more mysterious one. — Howe Gelb

You have no shame for ruining my shoes, nyet? If it weren't so difficult to replace shoes here in the middle of nowhere, I would let you stomp on the tops of all of them, but such is not the case. If they are ruined, I must go without."
"A barefoot prince? That sounds like a bad Italian opera. — Karen Hawkins

Protestants at one time were confident that their free form of confession was a vast improvement upon Catholic private confession to a priest because it is voluntary, demystified, and not routinized. But amid the acids of modernity it has volunteered itself right out of existence. Demystification has dwindled into desacralization. The escape from routinization has become a convenient cover for the demise of repentance. The postmodern pastor is trying to learn anew to listen to the deeper range of feelings of others, without forgetfulness of the Word of God. — Thomas C. Oden

Whatever your goal is: dedicate yourself to it and it's going to be a lot of sacrifice, but if you love what you want to do, it shouldn't be a problem. — Derrick Rose

I wanted 'Alien' to be all about claustrophobia. — Ridley Scott

Don't let your girlfriend cut your hair! — Stephen Colbert

The pleasures and the cares of the luckiest ambition, even of limitless power, are nothing next to the intimate happiness that tenderness and love give. I am man before being a prince, and when I have the good fortune to be in love, my mistress addresses a man and not a prince. — Stendhal

We can't all be heroes because somebody has to sit on the curb and clap as they go by. — Will Rogers

Simply wait upon Him. So doing, we shall be directed, supplied, protected, corrected, and rewarded. — Vance Havner

In my own worst seasons I've come back from the colorless world of despair by forcing myself to look hard, for a long time, at a single glorious thing: a flame of red geranium outside my bedroom window. And then another: my daughter in a yellow dress. And another: the perfect outline of a full, dark sphere behind the crescent moon. Until I learned to be in love with my life again. Like a stroke victim retraining new parts of the brain to grasp lost skills, I have taught myself joy, over and over again(15). — Barbara Kingsolver

So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I've never seen him act like that. — Stephenie Meyer