Vlahovic Transfermarkt Quotes & Sayings

Shadow had noticed that you only ever catch one episode of shows you don't watch, over and over, years apart: he thought it must be some kind of cosmic law. — Neil Gaiman

Every disorder is the beginning of new and higher order. — George Sorbane

The universe is a symphony of strings, and the mind of God that Einstein eloquently wrote about for thirty years would be cosmic music resonating through eleven-dimensional hyper space. — Michio Kaku

Bright lights, they tend to burn out fast. So I shine bright, but I'm scared that it won't last. — Donald Glover

Death is easier to bear without thinking of it, than the thought of death without peril. — Blaise Pascal

What is it?" Calvin asked, studying my face. "I like your laugh." "In other words, she likes the way you look without a shirt on." James smirked before turning to walk back toward the house. — Alyssa Rose Ivy

Time fell short of seconds and words fell short of breath as they all realized that Abraham Lincoln, friend, father, and leader was no more. — John C. Berry

Figuring I might entertain myself with heckling, I walked to the bar. I never made it through the door. Instead, I leaned against the doorway, crossed my arms, and enjoyed the spectacle of Raven, Bailey, and Sawyer singing horribly along with Steve Perry.
The three blondes sang their talentless hearts out with Sawyer on a stool in the middle. Bailey wasn't singing as much as yelling to the music. Sawyer was talking the song. Raven though was really trying to sound good. Unfortunately, her sexy voice didn't translate well into song.
The few people in the bar clapped when the song ended. Mainly because Bailey and Raven were hot.
Sawyer ran to the bar and ordered a beer. The bartender nodded and gave her a big glass of root beer. She winked at him and told Bailey to pay the man. The kid was going to rule the world one day. — Bijou Hunter

In the mirror the brow furrowed in confusion, this was not her soul that she saw in the reflection. The eyes filled with tears of anguish. The face aches with despair.
Then the being retreats to her solitude, deliciously succumbing to the dissociation — Tina J. Richardson

Life is a comedy when watching and a tragedy when experiencing. I try and share anything I have. — Eric Idle