
Top 15 Magunk Ura Quotes
#1. Must look into the botanical background of substance known as hashish, I jotted in my journal, writing by the light of candles that grew incessantly jewel-like even as protean wafts of incense approached my snout like platters of ripe fruits borne on the back of Nubian pages.
Tom Robbins
#3. Sometimes I think about dying. And then I wonder about going to hell. And then I think that if and when I go there, the place will be completely organized and run by lost souls, with a council and a works committee and an ethics panel, and I'll feel right at home.
Charles Sheffield
#4. I'm not really satisfied with anything I have written to date.
Mike Gordon
#5. I just don't think animals should be slaughtered for their fur.
Dominique Swain
#6. My asshole is doing as much to keep me alive as my brain.
Andy Weir
#7. Friends of my youth, a last adieu! Haply some day we meet again:
Ye ne'er the self-same men shall meet; the years shall make us other men.
Richard Francis Burton
#8. But good Lord, how could Tom possibly keep the interest of a woman who spoke six languages? He barely spoke one. You
Elizabeth Hunter
#9. It's almost like, when someone plays poker for the first time, they might be a professional poker player out of ignorance, just accidentally winning. That was how it felt in my first stand-up appearance.
Jonah Hill
#10. Alan Rickman told me to do a play, so I did. Because when Alan Rickman tells you do something, you go and do it.
Matthew Lewis
#11. Thus having been undeservedly accepted at the Conservatory as a professor, I soon became one of its best and possibly its very best pupil, judging by the quantity and value of the information it gave me!
Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov
#12. Good girl, Rachel. Now, let's get the hell out of here. Your mother has a headache that won't quit until you're twenty-one
David Sedaris
#13. Go looking for the best in people and you'll be amazed at how much talent, ingenuity, empathy and good you will find.
Bob Burg
#14. pushing away his breakfast plate of mushrooms and moss sauce.
R.A. Salvatore
#15. I try to concentrate on the words, on the melody, but then she starts searching through songs, and this feels like my brain - fragments of words, fragments of melodies, fragments of moments, fragments of things.
Jennifer Niven
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