Quotes & Sayings About Utang N Loob

The key to understanding is to know what the cause is! — V. Duwane Ledbetter

Next to doing the right thing, the most important thing is to let people know you are doing the right thing. — John D. Rockefeller

Give me fucking fast — M. Never

To see this mysterious existence, to feel it in the deepest core of your heart, and immediately a prayer arises - a prayer that has no words to it, a prayer that is silence, a prayer that doesn't say anything but feels tremendous, a prayer that arises out of you like fragrance, a prayer that is like music with no words, celestial music, or what Pythagoras used to call "the harmony of the stars," the melody of the whole. When that music starts rising in you, that's what the Secret of the Golden Flower is all about: suddenly a flower bursts open in you, a golden lotus. You have arrived, you have come home. — Osho

I consider myself a good improviser but Will and Kevin showed me I have a lot to learn. — Erick Chavarria

Um ... " Hazel faltered. "You mean you won't ... you're not going to-"
"Claim your life?" Thantos asked. "Well, let's see ... "
He pulled a pure-black iPad from thin air. Death, tapped the screen a few times, and all Frank could think was: Please don't let there be an app for reaping souls.
"I don't see you on the list," Thantos said. "Pluto gives me specific orders for escaped souls, you see. For some reason, he has not issued a warrant for yours. Perhaps he feels your life is not finished, or it could be n oversight. If you'd like me to call and ask-"
"No!" Hazel yelped. "That's okay."
"Are you sure?" Death asked helpfully. "I have video-conferencing enabled. I have his Skype address here somewhere ... — Rick Riordan

Airplanes are the most beautiful when they are in the air. — Hayao Miyazaki

Or was their guilt written plainly, and for all the world to see, across their face? Was it their face, in fact, for which they were guilty? — Julie Otsuka

She was reduced to the dependency of an infant, too terrified of life itself to find solace anywhere but in the familiar succoring breast and in the sound of that same heartbeat remembered from the womb. — Dean Koontz

You will love him to ruins. — Michelle Hodkin