Tjaden Concrete Quotes & Sayings

I tried to nutmeg him. It never came off and he gave me a slap on the back of the head and told me to start behaving — Steven Gerrard

When there is no attachment-abhorrence; one is on the path of liberation [moksha]. — Dada Bhagwan

The generation of seeds ... is therefore marvelous and analogous to the other productions of living things. For first of all an umbilicus appears ... Its extremity gradually expands and after gathering a colliquamentous ichor becomes analogous to an amnion ... In the course of time the seed or fetus begins to become visible. — Marcello Malpighi

As the tragic writer rids us of what is petty and ignoble in our nature, so also the humorist rids us of what is cautious, calculating, and priggish
about half of our social conscience, indeed. Both of them permit us, in blessed moments of revelation, to soar above the common level of our lives. — Robertson Davies

Here on the pulse of this new day
You may have the grace to look up and out
And into your sister's eyes,
Into your brother's face, your country
And say simply
Very simply
With hope
Good morning. — Maya Angelou

Besides, if Bones ever manifested the ability to control fire, Vlad would insist on a flame-off between them. He was competitive like that. — Jeaniene Frost

How does Parker's body compare with yours " Great. A pop quiz I thought recognizing his transition into lecture mode. "How does Parker's body compare with mine Hmm." I gave Parker a quick theatrical once-over and he smiled clearly catching on to my line of thought. "Nice legs and killer biceps. But I have better boobs. No question. — Rachel Vincent

Lately I've been runnin' on faith. What else can a poor boy do? — Jerry Lynn Williams

Consider that fact that, being nothing in ourselves, we cannot, without divine assistance, accomplish the smallest good or advance the smallest step toward Heaven. — Lorenzo Scupoli

Look around you. Watch how people function and interact with one another. You'll see this is going on everywhere all the time. People devour each other in the name of love, or family or country. But that's an excuse; they're just hungry and want to be fed. Read their faces, the newspapers, read what it says on their T-shirts! 'I think you're mistaking me for someone who gives a shit.' 'My parents went to London but all they brought me back was this lousy T-shirt.' 'So many women, so little time.' 'Whoever dies with the most toys, wins.' They're supposed to be funny, witty, and postmodern, Miranda. But the truth is they're only stating a fact: Me. I come first. Get out of my way. — Jonathan Carroll