Spiegal And Utera Quotes & Sayings

Human uploads have such a natural advantage over present-day people in the environment of space, it's exceedingly unlikely flesh-and-blood beings will ever engage in interstellar travel. — Frank Tipler

That if you were mine I would hold you close every day. I would tell you that you are my breath, my life. That you are the thing that gives my life meaning. That makes me whole. — J. Kenner

I wasn't feeling well in the first half. I felt down, man. I had three slices of pizza before the game and the food took me down. — Leroy Loggins

My brother gave me some good advice.
He said, "What do you want to do? Do that because there are no rules when it comes to love. There are absolutely no rules. Do what you want to do." I think that was the most liberating piece of advice, because love really is unpredictable. There's trap doors, all kinds of scary stuff, caves and bears ... You never know what's going to happen so you just have to do what you feel is right in the end. — Taylor Swift

The Russians are not as addicted to coffee as the Americans. We should work on that! — Maelle Gavet

When we encountered a band of souls coming along the barrier, and each was gazing at us in the evening people gaze at one another under the new moon — Dante Alighieri

I tell you, the sperm whale will stand no nonsense. — Herman Melville

I'm a shadow of my former self, she announces. Vinny was a shadow to begin with, now she's a shadow of a shadow. — Kate Atkinson

They had extemporized a verse made up of two insults about matters over which the victim had no control: the color of her skin and speculations on the sleeping habits of an adult, widely fitting in its incoherence. That they themselves were black, or that their own father had similarly relaxed habits was irrelevant. It was their contempt for their own blackness that gave the first insult it's teeth. They seem to have taken all of their smoothly cultivated ignorance, their exquisitely learned self-hatred, their elaborately designed hopelessness and sucked it all up into a fiery cone of scorn that had burned for ages in the hollows of their minds - cooled - and spilled over lips of outrage, consuming whatever was in its path. They danced a macabre ballet around the victim, whom, for their own sake, they were prepared to sacrifice to the flaming pit. — Toni Morrison