Viatcheslav Plotnikov Quotes & Sayings

The way I see life, it's like we're all flying on the Hindenburg, why fight over the window seats? — Richard Jeni

You can only understand if you've had the technique done to
you. It's like food. You can't describe the taste, but if you've
tasted it, you know what it is. You have to personally
experience it to understand. — Masaaki Hatsumi

I went on inactive duty in August 1945, and since I had stayed in such good shape and had played ball on military teams, I was ready to start for the Indians just two days later, against the Tigers. — Bob Feller

A mediocre music teacher tells. A good music teacher explains. A superior music teacher demonstrates. A great music teacher inspires. — William Arthur Ward

The melting pot failed to function in one crucial area. Religions and nationalities, however different, generally learned to live together, even to grow together, in America. But color was something else. Reds were murdered like wild animals. Yellows were characterized as a peril and incarcerated en masse during World War ii for no really good reason by our most liberal president. Browns have been abused as the new slave labor on farms. The blacks, who did not come here willingly, are now, more than a century after emancipation by Lincoln, still suffering a host of slave like inequalities. — Theodore Hesburgh

Joseph dreamed the sun and moon were bowing down to worship him. Ten years
went by and that came to pass. The saying, 'He sees by God's light,' is not an idle
idiom. It means something. There is light that can shatter this earth-and-sky.
It cannot be seen with eyes. This vision sees only the next step, what's directly in front. — Rumi

No," Marcus says.
"Yes, take it."
"Don't want it."
"Why so difficult, Marc?"
"Who's Marc?"
"You are."
"Yeah? 'Sup, Gid? — Veronica Rossi

We liked each other so much we skipped marriage, and went straight to the divorce. — Dean J. Baker

Art is seduction, not rape. — Susan Sontag

Did you really love her? Did you really enter her heart and mind? Or did the two of you always remain outside each other? — Nicole Mones

Dreams and coffee and sunrises make up the rhythms of the road.
Music is a part of it, too: the popular music on the jukeboxes and radio stations. You hear it constantly, in diners and on car radios. The music has a rhythm that fits the steady drumming of tires over pavement. It seeps into your bloodstream. After a while it ceases to make any difference whether or not you like the stuff. When you're traveling alone, a nameless rider with a succession of strangers, it can give you a comforting sense of the familiar to hear the same music over and over.
At any given time, a few current hits will be overplayed to exhaustion by the rock & roll stations. In hitching across the continent, you might hear the same song fifty or sixty times. Certain songs become connected in your mind with certain trips. — Kenn Kaufman

The rule is not to talk about money with people who have much more or much less than you. — Katharine Whitehorn