Varkus Quotes & Sayings

The way people are treated in them [prisons] is very similar to gulags. — Jerry Brown

Though I am weak, yet God, when prayed, Cannot withhold his conquering aid. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

In the world order, if the nagual dominates and not the tonal, then we'll live in times of fear and superstition. — Frederick Lenz

A person who suffers bitterly when slighted or insulted should recognize from this that he still harbors the ancient serpent in his breast. If he quietly endures the insult or responds with great humility, he weakens the serpent and lessens its hold. But if he replies acrimoniously or brazenly, he gives it strength to pour its venom into his heart and to feed mercilessly on his guts. In this way the serpent becomes increasingly powerful; it destroys his soul's strength and his attempts to set himself right, compelling him to live for sin and to be completely dead to righteousness. — Symeon The New Theologian

Give that woman an inch and she takes the entire British Isles. — Sarah Jane Stratford

Moralists and philosophers have adjudged those who throw temptation in the way of the erring, equally guilty with those who are thereby led into evil — Mark Twain

My Father roballen2, died in a car crash in early 2011 ... much BULLSHIT has been spread around about him since then ...
Lily Allen — Lily Allen

All love is sweet, given or received... — Percy Bysshe Shelley

The army will hear nothing of politics from me and in return I expect to hear nothing of politics from the army. — H. H. Asquith

Yes, you scare me," I told him, after a very long silence, while I processed his answer. "But I'm irrevocably fucked up, so you excite me in equal measures. I find it liberating, to let someone control me ... — R.K. Lilley

She loved him because he had brought her back to life. She had been like a caterpillar in a cocoon, and he had drawn her out and shown her that she was a butterfly. — Ken Follett

Grayson looked at me again. This time his gaze traveled form my hair down, and he let me see that he was looking. What he meant by this was that he thought I was beautiful, it was not just my miraculous hair, and we shouldn't be distracted from our true love by the pesky detail that he was blackmailing me into dating his brother.
Right. — Jennifer Echols

Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez