Vibeke Rasmussen Quotes & Sayings

The secret of ugliness consists not in irregularity, but in being uninteresting. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

government, take off in a — Adam Lankford

the door was closed behind him, hiding in the shadows was Zlo wearing his normal attire but he had his back towards him like he pretended he didn't exist.

"Checkmate. — Charon Lloyd-Roberts

I'm a guy desperately in need of buffers. I have big feelings, big reactions, big emotions. All the things that serve me as an artist, but challenge me as a socially-responsible human being. — Kurt Sutter

Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee
And I'll forgive Thy great big one on me. — Robert Frost

All good things are wild and free. — Henry David Thoreau

It's easy to tell the dirtiest minds - look for the cleanest fingernails. — Ottessa Moshfegh

The psychedelic sets you at the beginning of the path, and then people do all kinds of things with it. — Terence McKenna

Confusing speculation with investment is always a mistake. — Benjamin Graham

Ish #303 It's a street food vendor! Stop asking for the health score rating. — Regina Griffin

North America in 1492 was not a virgin wilderness but a network of Indigenous nations, peoples of the corn. The link between peoples of the North and the South can be seen in the diffusion of corn from Mesoamerica. — Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz

That which resembles most living one's life over again, seems to be to recall all the circumstances of it; and, to render this remembrance more durable, to record them in writing. — Benjamin Franklin

We would be in each other's lives again. No, he hadn't been the best father, but he was my father, and we loved each other. We needed each other. Though he'd disappointed me countless times through the years, life had already proven too short for me to hold on to that. So I let go of my hurt. I let go years of frustration between us. Most of all, I let go of any desire to change my father and I accepted him for who he was. I took all of my anguish and released it like a fistful of helium balloons to the sky, and I chose to forgive him. — Liz Murray