Berjalan Sambil Quotes

#1. Should you choose your questions more carefully, you may receive more satisfying answers.

Erin Morgenstern

#2. We have a saying in the desert: It is better to see the truth, than to imagine it.

Amber Jacobs

#3. The best doctrine may become the worst, if imperfectly understood, erroneously interpreted, or superstitiously followed.

Anna Leonowens

#4. No one ever laughs when I make these kinds of jokes. When Bill Murray says shit like this, people completely lose it. I wish I was Bill Murray. I hope everything I've read about evolution is wrong, and I eventually evolve into him.

Caitlin Moran

#5. When ... I comprehended that poetry had no provision in it for ultimate practical attainment of the rightness of work that is truth, but led on ever only to a temporizing less- than-truth ... I stopped.

Laura Riding

#6. When I was small, I always hid to read. I couldn't shake the feeling that because reading was so pleasurable, it must somehow be illicit.

Kate Morton

#7. That he didn't demand to know why she was so upset and stupid won the guy so many brownie points, he could have led every Girl Scout troop in the contiguous forty-eight states.

Olivia Cunning

#8. Make yourself necessary to somebody.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#9. History cannot be unwritten or written in the subjunctive, and the wholesale application of late twentieth-century values distorts the past and makes it less comprehensible.

Lawrence James

#10. Do we know ourselves - our "self"? How are we supposed to be ourselves if we are not our selves? And how can we be our selves without knowing who we are, such that we are certain of being the ones we are?

Martin Heidegger

#11. I wasn't born to be saved.

Rosamund Hodge

#12. May it not be that the brighter stars are like our Sun, the upholding and energizing centers of systems of living beings?

William Huggins

#13. I play a lot of charity golf mainly. I'm a bandit 18 if I play two or three times a week.

Eric Bristow

#14. From this close, she could see the color of his eyes perfectly. They were a misty, shifting blue marbled with gray, like smoke rising through an early morning sky.

Maureen Johnson