Tattooligans Quotes & Sayings

I love to read poetry but I haven't written anything that I'm willing to show anybody. — Abraham Verghese

God loves you because of whom you are but he blesses you because of what you do. — Mike Murdock

He gave me a severe look over his spectacles and said, as if he thought the words were deadly venom and might kill me, You are an untidy person. — Jim Butcher

Every great leader is a great teacher, and the greatest leaders seize every opportunity to teach well. — Albert Mohler

I don't want my world to be subset A such that it doesn't intersect with any others (B, C or D), a watertight shape drawn on a slate, whole but empty. I'd rather be elsewhere, following a line that leads to places where worlds communicate with each other, overlap, where the edges are permeable, where life follows a path without breaks, where things don't come to an end brutally for no reason, where important events come with instructions (level of risk, mains or batteries, expected duration) and the necessary equipment (airbags, GPS, ABS). — Delphine De Vigan

Shortly after you have awakened, go into your sanctuary of silence. Get still and focused. Then ask yourself this question: 'What would I do today if today was my last? — Robin S. Sharma

It is the stars, it is the ancient stars, it is the young and everlasting stars! — W.E.B. Du Bois

I imagine this midnight moment's forest:
Something else is alive
Besides the clock's loneliness
And this blank page where my fingers move.

Through the window I see no star:
Something more near
Though deeper within darkness
Is entering the loneliness:

Cold, delicately as the dark snow,
A fox's nose touches twig, leaf;
Two eyes serve a movement, that now
And again now, and now, and now

Sets neat prints into the snow
Between trees, and warily a lame
Shadow lags by stump and in hollow
Of a body that is bold to come

Across clearings, an eye,
A widening deepening greenness,
Brilliantly, concentratedly,
Coming about its own business

Till, with sudden sharp hot stink of fox
It enters the dark hole of the head.
The window is starless still; the clock ticks,
The page is printed.

- The Thought Fox — Ted Hughes

soothing silence instead of an oppressive one. — Stefan Zweig

Teachers are reservoirs from which, through the process of education, students draw the water of life. — Sathya Sai Baba