Raicho Markov Quotes & Sayings

The dance is the silent partner of music and participates in a division of labor: music presents a stylized version of man's consciousness in action - the dance presents a stylized version of man's body in action. — Ayn Rand

Everyone else is just mad cause i came from the bottom with out them — Curtis Jackson

The little boy I watched throwing pebbles into the empty fountain, he wasn't too old to climb trees. You could tell he had too much wisdom for his age. Probably he believed that he wasn't made for this world. I wanted to say to him: If not you, who? — Nicole Krauss

By now, I'm sure you can see that most of the things you want are stupid and most of the decisions you make are bad. — Allie Brosh

Baby, in a couple of minutes I'm going to rip off your god damned panties and show you some turkey neck you'll remember all the way to the graveside. I have a vast and curved penis, like a sickle, and many a gutted pussy has gasped come upon my callous and roach-smeared rug. First let me finish this drink. — Charles Bukowski

All a man has is pride. Sometimes you have it so much it is a sin. We have all done things for pride that we knew were impossible. We didn't care. But a man must implement his pride with intelligence and care. — Ernest Hemingway,

If I ever lose my mind I hope some honest person will find it and take it to Lost and Found. — George Carlin

Those who are materially poor, hungry, and grieving are called "blessed" by Jesus, because wealth, satisfactions, and pleasures do not blind them to their need for God's Kingdom ... Their misery helps them to cry out to God and to trust in Him since everything else has failed them. — Roch A. Kereszty

I am proud of Edinburgh's status as a financial centre, but where is it on the index of global financial centres? Sixty-fourth. Below Hamilton, Casablanca and Mauritius. London, by contrast, is second only to New York. That's a link worth keeping. — Rory Bremner

Hope does not necessarily have to take an object ... — Gail Godwin

Her heart was finished. It bore, perhaps, records of life, but it wasn't alive. Too late for decoration. Too late for effects. Further handling could only result in cracks and fractures. People could cut themselves on the edgesof her heart, she was sure of it. — Stephanie Kallos