Tarpaulin Background Quotes & Sayings

Enlightenment is not about building a false sense of spirituality or blindly following religious doctrine, it is about carefully cultivating practices that relieve one of the ego and transcend the illusory perceptions of the world. — Joseph P. Kauffman

Oscar Wilde said: "Biography lends to death a new terror." Well, memoir adds that same promise to parenting. — Cathleen Miller

The Lord casts no one down in Hell, but the spirit casts himself hither. — Emanuel Swedenborg

People ask me, 'Would you ever want to play professional golf?' And I'm like, 'No. No, no, no, no. Just because I can hit a good shot every now and then doesn't make me a pro.' — Mia Hamm

Music is to the soul what words are to the mind. — Modest Mouse

I don't mind if, according to the Law of Evolution, my grand grand grand etc. father is a monkey,but I do mind if he is a hyena or a jackal! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Our sport is dangerous. We risk the life out there, so we need to stay calm and focused and leave all the rest out. — Valentino Rossi

Whatever you base your life on
you have to live up to that. Jesus is the one Lord you can live for who already died for you. — Timothy Keller

The desire to rule over others, the will to power, is one of the greatest crimes that man has committed. — Rajneesh

I'm in showbusiness. I'm an entertainer. — Chris Isaak

I smelt him, smelt Johnny; for a second I thought - what? That he was there, was with me, that he wasn't...But I realised it was his perfume, the one I'd had made specially for him by an artisan perfumer in New York, his own custom-made one-off blend. It had been hideously expensive but I hadn't cared as long as it had pleased him. It was all intense essential oils, layer upon layer of labdanum, patchouli, vanilla, vetiver, ambrette, frankincense, myrrh, amber, Bulgarian rose absolute, Oud wood - the list was endless and beautiful, like a scented prayer. The woman had said some of the ingredients would keep their fragrance for a hundred years, would never die. Like me, he'd said, like us. I'd put some drops of the heavy dark oil on a couple of cotton wool pads and put them in the box when we got it, now the fragrance - strange, narcotic, archaic - filled the room like his ghost, embracing me in memories. — Joolz Denby