Tahiri Nafsek Quotes & Sayings

The things which the Stygian darkness hid from my objective eye could not have been half so wonderful as the pictures which my imagination wrought as it conjured to life again the ancient peoples of this dying world and set them once more to the labours, the intrigues, the mysteries and the cruelties which they had practised to make their last stand against the swarming hordes of the dead sea bottoms that had driven them step by step to the uttermost pinnacle of the world where they were now intrenched behind an impenetrable barrier of superstition. — Edgar Rice Burroughs

Memory runs by its own itinerary, departing and arriving at stations of the past on its own schedule. — Steve Erickson

Tomorrow morning we'll rise again, more tired and hungry than we are today, but God willing still alive and whole. — N. Gemini Sasson

My method to overcome a difficulty is to go round it. — George Polya

You put on this set of goggles, and within seconds, your brain is convinced you're now in a different, virtual environment. You're somewhere else, and that somewhere else may be a video game, it may be in a real-time movie, a museum exhibit, or a medical surgical training app. — Brendan Iribe

When I get recognized, every time feels like the first time. — Monique Coleman

A remarkable parallel, which I think has never been noticed, obtains between the facts of social evolution on the one hand, and of zological evolution as expounded by Mr. Darwin on the other. — William James

he
opened me up
like a book
& poured the
poetry
back into
me.

-my personal pen and paper — Amanda Lovelace

I think our last kiss was meant to be quick and chaste, but after the first touch of his lips fire leaped up and roared through my belly. My fingers yanked him close, digging into his back, and his arms crushed me to him as if wanting to meld us together. I knotted my fingers in his hair and bit down on his bottom lip, making him groan. His lips parted, and my tongue swept in to dance with his. There was nothing sweet or gentle in our last kiss; it was filled with sorrow and desperation, of the bitter knowledge that we could've had something perfect, but it just wasn't meant to be. — Julie Kagawa

Mere nails, though pounded deep, were not enough to keep Jesus on the cross. But love was ... and love prevailed. — Louie Giglio