Poslat Bal K Quotes & Sayings

Observe the difference between your attitude to illusions and mine. You have to defend the religious illusion with all your might. If it becomes discredited - and indeed the threat to it is great enough - then your world collapses. There is nothing left for you but to despair of everything, of civilization and the future of mankind. From that bondage I am, we are, free. Since we are prepared to renounce a good part of our infantile wishes, we can bear it if a few of our expectations turn out to be illusions. — Sigmund Freud

Let us now celebrate the literary allusion. — Sherman Alexie

When you're a light instead of a dim switch, your brightness radiates in every direction. — T.F. Hodge

The mare on which the traitor had been seated at the time of his death was, obviously, no longer considered the best horse in Parthia. It was amazing that she had not been served as stew at one of the banquets. — M.C. Scott

Everything you do is triggered by an emotion of either desire or fear. — Brian Tracy

Friends and fire didn't go well together. — Veronica Bane

I think a lot of people in the Conservative party came from other parties. There wouldn't be a Conservative party today if people hadn't come from other parties. — Tim Powers

Ugly love becomes you. Consumes you. Makes you hate it all. Makes you realize that all the beautiful parts aren't even worth it. Without the beautiful, you'll never risk feeling the ugly. So you give it all up. You give it all up. You never want love again, no matter what kind it is, because no type of love will ever be worth living through the ugly love again. — Colleen Hoover

I didn't know much about video games. — Anna Torv

The people want wholesome dread. They want to fear something. They want someone to frighten them and make them shudderingly submissive. — Ernst Rohm

I was brought up in Cumbria where I saw all these fierce agricultural women. — Sarah Hall

child birthing to women is like what battles are to men. — Sarah Tucker

We all have two lives: The true, the one we dreamed of in childhood And go on dreaming of as adults in a substratum of mist; the false, the one we love when we live with others, the practical, the useful, the one we end up by being put in a coffin. — Fernando Pessoa