Risteski Andrej Quotes & Sayings

This is Holy Wood. To pass the time quickly, you just film the clock hands moving fast ... — Terry Pratchett

So, maybe we need to let go of solutions for a while and look instead at how we're trying to reach them. If simply striving for a happier life were the answer, wouldn't it have worked by now? — Ed Halliwell

I believe that he's a boring fighter. — Nonito Donaire

Freedom is yours when you end the battle. As you can see, the answer is short — Vadim Zeland

We accept it as normal that people who have never been on the land, who have no history or connection to the country, may legally secure the right to come in and, by the very nature of their enterprises, leave in their wake a cultural and physical landscape utterly transformed and desecrated. What's more, in granting such mining concessions, often initially for trivial sums to speculators from distant cities, companies cobbled together with less history than my dog, the government places no cultural or market value on the land itself. — Wade Davis

What are you doing now?" Al questioned "Seeing if your circumcision is gone? It is.
My expression went blank, and Trent hesitated.
He looked at me, and I put a hand to my mouth, face flaming. "Oh. My. God. Trent. I'm sorry"
"Um" Trent said, clearly at a loss.
"Call me tomorrow," Al said seriously, "I've got a curse that will take care of that. Unless you like the snake in a turtleneck look — Kim Harrison

What is life? The joy of the blessed, the sorrow of the sad, and a search for death. And what is death? An inevitable happening, an uncertain pilgrimage, the tears of the living, the thief of man. — Donna Woolfolk Cross

Vimes, listening with his mouth open, wondered why the hell it was that dwarfs believed that they had no religion and no priests. Being a dwarf was a religion. People went into the dark for the good of the clan, and heard things, and were changed, and came back to tell ...
And then, fifty years ago, a dwarf tinkering in Ankh-Morpork had found that if you put a simple fine mesh over your lantern flame it'd burn blue in the presence of the gas but wouldn't explode. It was a discovery of immense value to the good of dwarfkind and, as so often happens with such discoveries, almost immediately led to a war.
"And afterwards there were two kinds of dwarf," said Cheery sadly. "There's the Copperheads, who all use the lamp and the patent gas exploder, and the Schmaltzbergers, who stick to the old ways. Of course we're all dwarfs," she said, "but relations are strained. — Terry Pratchett

Soul, to me, means "embodied essence," when we experience ourselves and others in our full humanity - part animal, part divine. Healing comes through embodiment of the soul. The soul in matter is what I think the feminine side of God is all about ... The feminine soul is what grounds us; it loves and accepts us in our totality. — Marion Woodman

Throughout history, the only way of restoring stability is to write down the debts. That is treated now as if it's something that can't be done. But it's the only thing that's going to revive the economy. — Michael Hudson

For a lack of education, a child's future may hold no fortune. — Dennis E. Adonis

I've dated exactly three girls in my life, not a one that lasted for longer than two weeks. — Mary Kubica

An image is seen based on the light speed between the observer and the event. An image is light. Scientists theorize about sighting the edge of the universe and believe they are looking at the beginning of time. Things started moving away from each other when the Big Bang exploded 18 billion years ago. Sages theorize that this impassive distancing will end someday. Then things will reverse and start moving back towards each other. If reversal fails and contraction continues, the universe will collapse into itself, imploding into a Black Hole that can encapsulate an entire universe into a dark space the size of a fist. The size of a fist mirrors the size of a heart. — Eileen R. Tabios

Apparently, a cleaner at Tate Britain ... threw out a bag of rubbish, accidentally we are told, that was part of an exhibition supposedly emphasizing 'the finite existence of art' ... The cleaner evidently had no time to question the relationship of his or her being to the rubbish bag, and reached the right conclusion. — Semir Zeki