Tangkal Adalah Quotes & Sayings

From the sky, everything looked fake. The buildings were doll houses. The cars were Matchbox racers. People scuttled about, but they weren't really people anymore. Their little lives meant absolutely nothing from this altitude. — P.S. Baber

I would describe my music and my sound as ... Avril Lavigne! — Avril Lavigne

He could do the dextral pain the same way: Abiding. Here was a second right here: he endured it. What was undealable-with was the thought of all the instants all lined up and stretching ahead, glittering. And the projected future fear ... It's too much to think about. To Abide there. But none of it's as of now real ... He could just hunker down in the space between each heartbeat and make each heartbeat a wall and live in there. Not let his head look over. What's unendurable is what his own head could make of it all ... But he could choose not to listen. — David Foster Wallace

I have often thought of it as one of the most barbarous customs in the world, considering us as a civilized and a Christian country, that we deny the advantages of learning to women. — Daniel Defoe

The Oblivion Seekers, a collection one critic has described as "one of the strangest human documents that a woman has given to the world. — Maggie Nelson

Your own humility endorses your integrity! — Israelmore Ayivor

I've always been a woman of faith. — Lauren London

But it isn't you, is it?
Then he winced inwardly, because that sounded far more ... meaningful than he'd intended — Manna Francis

Empty your birdcage, empty your aquarium! To love is to give freedom; to love is to refuse the prisons! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

you, and have no little girls' clothes to mend." "Yes," said Maggie. "It is with me as I used to think it would be with the poor uneasy white bear I saw at the show. I thought he must have got so stupid with the habit of turning backward and forward in that narrow space that he would keep doing it if they set him free. One gets a bad habit of being unhappy." "But I shall put you under a discipline of pleasure that will make you lose that bad habit," said Lucy, sticking the black butterfly absently in her own collar, while her eyes met Maggie's affectionately. "You dear, tiny thing," said Maggie, in one of her bursts of loving admiration, "you enjoy other people's happiness so much, I believe you would do without any of your own. I wish I were like you." "I've never been tried in that way," said Lucy. "I've always — George Eliot