Shikamaru Pfp Quotes & Sayings

Elsewhere I have argued that civilizations are divided into three phases. The first phase is barbarism, a time when people believe that the laws of their own village are the laws of nature, as George Bernard Shaw put it. The second phase is civilization, where people continue to believe in the justice of their ways but harbor openness to the idea that they might be in error. The third phase, decadence, is the moment in which people come to believe that there is no truth, or that all lies are equally true. — George Friedman

The good old maxims of the Bible are applicable, and truly applicable to human affairs, and in this as in other things, we may say here that he who is not for us is against us; he would gathereth not with us scattereth. — Abraham Lincoln

When my first wife & I began the school, we had one main idea: to make the school fit the child - instead of making the child fit the school. — Alexander Sutherland Neill

Addressing the problem required standing up and shoving his hand into his pants to free his testicles from the grip of his underwear. He was not ready for such a commitment, so he endured. The mind can imagine nothing except while the body endures. — Aleksandar Hemon

Is it possible for a home to be a person and not a place? Brigette used to be home to me. Maybe St. Clair is my new home. — Stephanie Perkins

Chaos is roving through the system and able to undo, at any point, the best laid plans. — Terence McKenna

There could not have been a lovelier sight; but there was none to see it except a little boy who was staring in at the window. He had ecstasies innumerable that other children can never know; but he was looking through the window at the one joy from which he must be for ever barred. — J.M. Barrie

The butterflies in my stomach turn into vampire bats as we pull up to the school. — Cat Clarke

In a rabbit-fear I may hurl myself under the wheels of the car because the lights terrify me, and under the dark blind death of wheels I will be safe. I am very tired, very banal, very confused. I do not know who I am tonight. I wanted to walk until I dropped and not complete the inevitable circle of coming home. — Sylvia Plath