Zoviet Quotes & Sayings

Swinging first and swinging to kill is all that matters now. — Ernie Pyle

What do the stars believe in, Zainab? Where do the dead horses go, what do the birds worship, and what do the rivers live for? — Rawi Hage

The bat is gone, but the smile remains. — Willie Stargell

Maybe. Maybe not. Look, the Latin name for this fish is Carcharodon carcharias, okay? The closest ancestor we can find for it is something called Carcharodon megalodon, a fish that existed maybe thirty or forty thousand years ago. We have fossil teeth from megalodon. They're six inches long. That would put the fish at between eighty and a hundred feet. And the teeth are exactly like the teeth you see in great whites today. What I'm getting at is, suppose the two fish are really one species. What's to say megalodon is really extinct? Why should it be? — Peter Benchley

To many people I have no doubt that it appears merely silly. I once found it expressed in a rather amusing way in a Russian Book called Dal Zoviet, which means the lure of far horizons. The author is Galinischev Kutuzoff [Golenischev-Kutuzov], and he tells of a man in Northern Mongolia who goes out of his yurt every morning to breathe the free air of the steppes and enjoy the immensity and the solitude. But one day he feels an uncomfortable sense of oppression, almost as if he could not breathe. He looks about to find the reason. And there, across the undulating grasslands, is a line of telegraph poles. And after the place never the same to him again. — Daniele Vare

Our freedom to discipline ourselves is a freedom we can lose if we don't use it. — Cullen Hightower

I argue that one of the functions of a capitalist state is to defend capitalism from itself, to defend capitalism from the capitalists. — Michael Parenti

With 'Extinction Machine,' I wanted to start some conversations about whether we're alone in the universe and what that might mean. — Jonathan Maberry

If someone knocks on your door, my friend,
and something in your blood beats and rests not
and water in its stem, trembling,
the source is a liquid harmony.
If someone knocks on your door and still
you have time to be beautiful
and fits all April in a rose
and rose bleeds the day.
If someone knocks on your door one morning
sound of doves and bells
and still believe in pain and poetry.
If still life is truth and verse exists.
If someone knocks on your door and you are sad,
open, it is love, my friend. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez

There were a few faint echoes from the common room two floors below, and a brief flurry of noise and movement, but this served only to emphasize my own isolation. — Diana Gabaldon

I don't think I'm predominantly thought of as being a comedic actor. — Michael Madsen