Subhasree Basu Quotes & Sayings

Pole dancing really isn't as easy as it looks. — Carmen Electra

Race is totally overhyped these days, black people need to get over themselves, it's all about class now, the haves and the have-nots, — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Unmaking, decreating, is the only task man may take upon himself, if he aspires, as everything suggests, to distinguish himself from the Creator. — Emil Cioran

The existence or non-existence of an undefined 'god' are quite pointless.
[From 'Why I am a Secular Humanist'] — Herman Bondi

Happiness wishes everybody happy. — Victor Hugo

According to the anthropic principle proponents, if the universal constants (e.g. gravitation, the strong force, etc.) were just a nose-hair off, the universe as we know it would not exist; stars wouldn't form and there would be no life and no us. That supposedly makes our universe truly special. To demonstrate just how ridiculous this fine-tuning argument is, consider the fact that no measurement in physics is perfect. All of them are approximations and have margins of error. That means the universal constants, that make our universe what it is, have some wiggle room. Within that wiggle room are an infinite quantity of real numbers. Each of those real numbers could represent constants that could make a universe like ours. Since there are an infinite number of potential constants within that wiggle room, there are an infinite number of potential universes, like ours, that could have existed in lieu of ours. Thus, there is really nothing special about our universe. — G.M. Jackson

Alas, I am dying beyond my means. — Oscar Wilde

Loneliness is random; solitude is ritual. — Pearl Cleage

Any search for a "pain-free existence" is doomed to failure. — Russ Harris

I believe great things are ahead for each of us. Now we just have to go ahead and create them. — Tom Althouse

All children are heartless. They have not grown a heart yet, which is why they can climb tall trees and say shocking things and leap so very high that grown-up hearts flutter in terror. — Catherynne M Valente