Untaxed Cars Quotes

#1. In our researches on the likely economic apocalypse it's become clear what is the prime survival tool for hard times: friends. Good friends. Lots of them.

Stewart Brand

#2. I cannot look at you with anything other than abhorrence, much less affection! I couldn't bare your presence when we were children and, I'm afraid to say, the repulsive way at which you have grown to be has made it even worse! You have taken everything from me...

Madeline Courtney

#3. Gentlemen agreement is the front cover of hidden agenda.

Toba Beta

#4. For the life of me, I still don't understand why humans pray.

Vincent Bugliosi

#5. Marveling at the 180 degree swings of life in general.

Jojo Moyes

#6. Today, if you are not confused, you are not thinking clearly.

Irene Peter

#7. We Pashtuns are split between Pakistan and Afghanistan and don't really recognize the border that the British drew more than 100 years ago.

Malala Yousafzai

#8. they would praise me too
if their lips weren't locked in fear.
Lucky tyrants - the perquisites of power!
Ruthless power to do and say whatever pleases them.

Sophocles

#9. You're upsetting the black Santas.

John Green

#10. No particular thought can be mind's natural state, only silence. Not the idea of silence, but silence itself. When the mind is in its natural state, it reverts to silence spontaneously after every experience, or, rather, every experience happens against the background of silence.

Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj

#11. Death's a fable. Did not Heaven inspire your equal Elements with living Fire blown from the Spring of Life? Is not that breath Immortal? Come; ye are as free from death as He that made ye: Can the flames expire which he kindled?

Francis Quarles

#12. That would be Axelroot all over, to turn up with an extra wife or two claiming that's how they do it here. Maybe he's been in Africa so long he's forgotten that we Christians have our own system of marriage, and it's called Monotony.

Barbara Kingsolver

#13. I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect on which we trample, are in themselves arguments more conclusive than any which can be adduced that some vast intellect animates Infinity.

Percy Bysshe Shelley