Norvell Quotes

#1. Thinking we are only supposed to have loving & compassionate feelings can be a terrible obstacle to spiritual practice.

Sharon Salzberg

#2. Hate often separates those who ought to aid one another, since they are tending toward the same goal, and sympathy binds men together who are forced to do battle with one another.

Guglielmo Ferrero

#3. I love the optimism on the shores of youth, where time hasn't yet eroded faith.

Amy Neftzger

#4. What if what has been said one time not only does not cease to be said but always recommences, and not only recommences but also imposes upon us the idea that nothing has ever truly begun, having from the beginning begun by beginning again.

Maurice Blanchot

#5. The worst part about prostitution is that you're obliged not to sell sex only, but your humanity. That's the worst part of it: that what you're selling is your human dignity. Not really so much in bed, but in accepting the agreement - in becoming a bought person.

Kate Millett

#6. If you want to write a book that's very successful and famous, then it's hard. If you just want to get published, all you have to do is convince an editor that your idea will make them money.

Kate Cary

#7. It took me three weeks to stuff the turkey. I stuffed it through the beak.

Phyllis Diller

#8. Funny thing how you first meet the woman that you marry. I first met the wife in a tunnel of love. She was digging it.

Les Dawson

#9. With Damien's back bared before him, he could now see the subtle stamp of scars under the kirin, a lifetime of pain drowned beneath ink and determination.

Rhys Ford

#10. did you ever consider that lsd and color TV arrived for our consumption around the same time? Here comes all this explorative color pounding, and what do we do? we outlaw one and fuck up the other.

Charles Bukowski

#11. It's very easy to capture pictures of jubilant people in the street after the nuclear bomb. But there were no pictures of morose people sitting in their kitchens and living rooms.

Amartya Sen

#12. Kushner slipped up behind the vehicle. With the speed of a weasel, he pressed the muzzle of his revolver against the rear window and pulled the trigger. The bullet crashed into Kid Dropper's brain.

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