Rasarit Quotes & Sayings

And we have not found any generational gap at all. If he wants to go a football game, he goes. If I want to go to a fashion show, I go. We don't have to do everything together. But we like doing most things together. — Joan Collins

To be honest, once you've driven around for about five, 10 laps, you don't notice a difference. — Danica Patrick

The innumerable worlds in the Milky Way, words. — Jack Kerouac

We have been given the privilege to host this presence. The Holy Spirit is in me for my sake but he is upon me for yours. — Bill Johnson

They are the responses of a wounded person, cut off from the intimate connections that form a robust identity, and conditioned through conditional acceptance and rejection at a tender age to adopt a deep-seated self-rejection that leaves him ever hungry for approval. All of the habits of separation are symptoms, and only secondarily causes, of our — Charles Eisenstein

From spiritual connection springs kindness, connection, social activism, and love. — Dani Shapiro

It's no use trying to be different than you are. — Chogyam Trungpa

the Kauravas and the Pandavas turned from demi-gods into cave men, the great war reduced to a tribal feud fought with sticks and stones. — William Dalrymple

Objectivity? I always have an objective. — Jessica Mitford

Things were happening around us, but nothing was happening between us. — Jonathan Safran Foer

At the age of 12, I developed an intense interest in mathematics. On exposure to algebra, I was fascinated by simultaneous equations and read ahead of the class to the end of the book. — John Pople

Obama, like Carter, is reacting to warning signs by seeking to split the difference between dispirited Democrats and increasingly radicalized Republicans. — Eric Alterman

'Floating Worlds,' which received a fair amount of attention when it was first published, deserves rediscovery. — Pamela Sargent

Aidan was fascinated by Mr. Stock's hat. Perhaps it had once been a trilby sort of thing. It may once hace even been a definite color. Now it was more like something that had grown - like a fungus - on Mr. Stock's head, so mashed and used and rammed down by earthy hands that you could have thought it was a mushroom that had accidentally grown into a sort of gnome-hat. It had a slightly domed top and a floppy edge. And a definite smell — Diana Wynne Jones