Vareberg Norway Quotes & Sayings

I have begun in old age to understand just how oddly we all are put together. We are so proud of our autonomy that we seldom if ever realize how generous we are to ourselves, and just how stingy with others. One of the booby traps of freedom
which is bordered on all sides by isolation
is that we think so well of ourselves. I now see that I have helped myself to the best cuts at life's banquet. — Saul Bellow

I really never cared about any occupation or stream. I just wanted to be an eminent personality. — Bharat Budhani

Strategically placed at the level of her T3 vertebra, just below the deepest back on any of her blouses, was a tattoo of the human brain. He had to look away or else he'd jump her bones all over again. The brain got him every time. — Meredith Marple

Sex and Strawberries is my new favorite scent. — T. Saint John

If you taste something, you're not at the maximum of your ability. What I think about in competition is temperature and texture. It has nothing to do with taste or emotion. — Takeru Kobayashi

I don't need anyone to rectify my existence. The most profound relationship we will ever have is the one with ourselves. — Shirley Maclaine

Will you give the girl to me?" she said. "Will you let me try?"
He nodded, dizzy with relief. "Please, Willo. Please. Save her. It doesn't matter ... what happens to me. — Cinda Williams Chima

Happiness lies outside yourself, is achieved through interacting with others. Self-forgetfulness should be one's goal, not self-absorption. The male, capable of only the latter, makes a virtue of an irremediable fault and sets up self-absorption, not only as a good but as a Philosophical Good. — Valerie Solanas

I could have been a pauper; I could have been their servant, until those words! They anchor me to a memory that snatches the breath out of me. They are the magic words, the curse that turns me into a monster, and now I am Agnes of Illugastadir, Agnes of the fire, Agnes of the dead bodies with the blood, not burnt, still clinging to the clothes I made for him. — Hannah Kent