Xanthine Derivatives Quotes & Sayings

No, not horror. Enlightenment. — Tim W. Burke

Drinking is fine in moderation, I just can't see the point. — Darren J. Guest

You told me a love story. I honestly believe your parents wanted the best for you, but their love almost destroyed your life. If Our Lady, as she appeared in my grandmother's painting, was treading on a snake, that indicates that love has two faces. — Paulo Coelho

I am not a Jew in the sense that I would demand the preservation of the Jewish or any other nationality as an end in itself. Rather, I see Jewish nationality as a fact and I believe that every Jew must draw the consequences from this fact. — Albert Einstein

Our lives are short and everything sort of regresses to the mean. — Victoria Chang

Ah yes, the facts. I've spent my whole life running after them, convinced that if I found demonstrable, incontrovertible facts I would also find some kind of truth. Now aged sixty-three, faced with this war which has only just begun and with an unsettling premonition of what is soon to follow, I'm beginning to think the facts are just a front and that the truth they mask is at best like a Russian doll: as soon as you open it up you find a smaller one inside, then another which is even smaller, then another and another, till finally all you are left with is something the size of a grain.
Letters against the war: Letter from Quetta, 2011. — Tiziano Terzani

if you continue to write fiction, every character you create is partly you. — Stephen King

Regarding the fitness craze: America has lost its soul; now it's trying to save its body. — George Carlin

Love is ... something extraordinary that happens to ordinary people. — Anita Shreve

Show me a home where the buffalo roam and I'll show you a dirty living room. — Frederick Coxen

Oh, I'm being eaten By a boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor, And I don't like it
one bit. Well, what do you know? It's nibblin' my toe. Oh, gee, It's up to my knee. Oh my, It's up to my thigh. Oh, fiddle, It's up to my middle. Oh, heck, It's up to my neck. Oh, dread, It's upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff ... — Shel Silverstein

A pessimist is somebody who complains about the noise when opportunity knocks. — Oscar Wilde