Yuriko Koike Quotes & Sayings

Everyone is mine - no matter what. — Rishi Prabhakar

The worldly life means a market place of sensual pleasures. Worldly life means false (temporary) happiness all the time. And moksha (liberation) means permanent happiness all the time. — Dada Bhagwan

East and Gulf Coast states are at risk of hurricanes; prairie and other central and southern states are constantly threatened by tornados; and western states commonly face damaging droughts. Extreme weather does not discriminate by American geography. — Matt Cartwright

And remind you that you are here now, and that when you get there, you will be there. If you miss the here, you are likely also to miss the there. If your mind is not centered here, it is likely not to be centered just because you arrive somewhere else. — Jon Kabat-Zinn

We all know how it says it's going to end, Dreamer, but no one knows for sure. That's up to you, and your friends. It is the Four who shall decide whether or not it comes true, not a bunch of words written on a piece of paper. Not even," he turned the book around so that its insides were facing her, "if it's written in on very old, very large, dusty paper. — Chani Lynn Feener

The Fire Department has traditionally considered architecture a priority only when it's burning down. — Justin Davidson

I mean, who the hell has a turret on their house, besides Rapunzel? — Jodi Picoult

Participating in Society in not a thing one can do naturally; one has to rehearse for it. — Michel Faber

But despite the fact that the doctors treated him, bled him, and gave him medicines to drink
he recovered. — Leo Tolstoy

Either Jesus is the Son of God ; or a madman or worse. But His
being just a great teacher? He's not left that open to us. — C.S. Lewis

He gave a hard smile and the oxygen in my lungs evaporated. "We
both know I'm not a gentleman."
"Yeah. Okay, let me out. I'm tired."
"There's something else," he said, and I groaned.
"What now?"
"This." He stepped closer to me, so close that the containers were
sandwiched between us. His eyes
looked down into mine, intent and golden, like a lion.
"Oh, no, you don't!" I hissed, dropping everything. I pushed hard
against his chest; it was like shoving
a tree.
"Yes," he said very softly, leaning down. "Yes, I do. — Cate Tiernan

In Britain I'm sometimes regarded as a suspiciously Europeanized writer, who has this rather dubious French influence. — Julian Barnes