Piaggio P180 Quotes & Sayings

By passing into the psychedelic phase, the space-faring phase, the entire species is passing into adolescence. — Terence McKenna

Turning 60 had an impact on my heart and soul, I must say, because you're dealing with time: past, present, and future. You suddenly realize you've come down the road quite a ways. — Pierce Brosnan

I was fed up with not being able to play a movie the way I wanted to play it. — Jon Johansen

The reward of our work is not what we get, but what we become — Paulo Coelho

Your failure to be informed, does not make me a wacko. — John Loeffler

Every Jew, somewhere in his being, should set apart a zone of hate -healthy virile hate- for what the German personifies and for what persists in the German. — Elie Wiesel

Nonviolence in the sense of mere non-killing does not appear to me, therefore, to be of any improvement on the technique of violence. — Mahatma Gandhi

The Marquis de Palancy, his head turned sideways on his craning neck, his great round eye glued to the glass of his monocle, moved slowly around in the transparent gloom and appeared no more to see the public in the stalls than a fish that drifts by, unaware of the crowd of curious visitors, behind the glass wall of an aquarium. Occasionally he paused, venerable, wheezy and moss-covered, and the onlooker could not have told whether he was unwell, asleep, swimming, spawning or simply taking breath. — Marcel Proust

The future ain't what it used to be," Berra — Nassim Nicholas Taleb

It were well to die if there be gods, and sad to live if there be none. — Marcus Aurelius

I just want to keep working. Longevity is really important. I am extremely passionate about what I do and the happiest I am is when I'm on set working. I suppose longevity and respect. It takes longevity to earn respect. — Chris Zylka

Man is nothing else but what he makes of himself. — Jean-Paul Sartre

Crouchers move through a garden at a stoop: naming, gasping, horraying, admiring or coveting plants; Gapers saunter, smiling or sighing at what they find, succumbing to an intangible beatitude that takes them for a brief escape into another dimension. Both sorts of gardener are besotted; both get their hands dirty; think and talk gardening; but on the threshold of another's garden, each use a different set of whiskers. — Mirabel Osler