Transparent Background Harley Davidson Quotes & Sayings

Without language, they have no lies. Thus they have no future. — Ursula K. Le Guin

He could not harm me, for I do not think it is permitted that a better man be harmed by a worse — Plato

Money can't buy happiness but it can buy a huge yacht that sails right next to it. — David Lee Roth

Lord, let me write,
leave me autistic and typing
until my windows bust into a thousand silver doves
and I know the poem is done. — Buddy Wakefield

the more opinions you have, the less you see — Wim Wenders

Tea? At the beach? No time for luxuries, Holly. There is important work to be done." He winked at Butler.
"Are you sure you're at the library? I thought I heard water."
Artemis smiled, enjoying the exchange. "Water? Surely not. The only thing flowing here is information."
"Are you grinning, Artemis? For some reason I get the feeling that you're wearing that smug smile of yours. — Eoin Colfer

We took a straight course up the great snow ridge. — Hudson Stuck

the LORD God said: 'Behold, the man is become as one of us, to know good and evil; — Westminster Leningrad Codex

Hell, I'm looking at tattoo skins from dead people that might be my sister's. How fucked up is that? — Bobby Adair

Pity is like eating mustard without beef. — Augustus Hare

The enterprise of Adolf Hitler, with all its clatter and fireworks, and all its cunning and dynamic energy, is the enterprise of an evil spirit, which is apparently allowed its freedom for a time in order to test our faith in the Resurrection of Jesus Christ. — Karl Barth

He'd expected her to feel like heaven, plus nirvana, plus that scene in Willy Wonka where Charlie starts to fly. — Rainbow Rowell

A martyr is a man who cares so much for something outside him, that he forgets his own personal life. A suicide is a man who cares so little for anything outside him, that he wants to see the last of everything. One wants something to begin: the other wants everything to end. — G.K. Chesterton

The ideal reader's the same, and I suppose this person has never had a face or a gender or an age. It's just some kind of unknown other who will be sympathetic and read each word carefully and understand what I'm writing about. I suppose every writer feels this. — Paul Auster