“Jasper would have been completely hidden if it weren't for Highway 17, the crumbling two-lane road that traced the coastline, splitting cypress swamps and tidal creeks edging right up to the 350,000-acre ACE Basin, where three rivers converged to form the largest, wildest estuarine preserve on the East Coast. Jasper bordered the northeast side of the basin where dolphins, gators, minks, otters, and every manner of waterfowl and shore bird prospered from the daily six-foot inflow and outflow of saltwater, freshwater, and brackish water that rose and fell on cue like the sun itself.”
Source: The Wedding Machine
“Flammflorbs, archypodsplays, clinker crabs, dorsaldorydabbs, mingslakks, linglimes, occocobbers, firgengobblers, smitesnides, orkusta shelled bunkbarnacles, balootabinks, jorgentua jellyfish, tungol widders, teleosti chimaras, and things stranger, yet to be named, Klubbe and his crew members observed through their portholes, lit by the lamps of their submarine's lanterns.”
Source: Klubbe the Turkle and the Golden Star Coracle
“There's no such thing as good guys and bad guys, there's just people. You know what they call a superhero that works alone? Who doesn't listen to anybody? A villain.”
“I'd ask what you're up to Klaus , but then it occurred to me ... I don't care”
“-Estoy intentando contactar con un ingeniero muerto en el mundo espiritual... ¡él sabrá decirnos cómo parar esto!
-¡Ahórrate el esfuerzo! ¡Vamos a morir TODOS!”
Source: The Umbrella Academy, Vol. 1: Apocalypse Suite
“-Ni siquiera esas lágrimas son reales.
-¡Bueno, estas sí!
-Entonces es un desastre que no esté Vanya... podría tocar el violín.”
Source: The Umbrella Academy, Vol. 1: Apocalypse Suite
“I am a gazelle and the jungle is my home!”
Source: The Umbrella Academy, Vol. 2: Dallas
“The soul is life, it never touches death. Death is its illusion, its impression, death comes to something which it holds, not to the soul itself. The soul becomes accustomed to identify itself with the body it adopts, with the environment which surrounds it, with the names by which it is known, with its rank and possessions, which are only the outward signs that belong to the world of illusion. The soul absorbed in its childlike fancies, in things that it values and to which it gives importance, and in the beings to which it attaches itself, blinds itself by the veils of its illusion. Thus it covers its own truth with a thousand veils from its own eyes.”
Source: The Heart of Sufism: Essential Writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan
“Breath, to a Sufi, is a bridge between himself and God; it is a rope for him, hanging down to earth, attached to the heavens. The Sufi climbs up by the help of this rope. In the Qur’anic language it is called Burak, a steed which was sent to the Prophet for his journey to the heavens. Hindus call it prana, which means life, but they picture it symbolically as a bird, which is named in Sanskrit Garuda, on which rode Narayana, the godhead. There is no mystical cult in which the breath is not given the greatest importance in spiritual progress. Once man has touched the depths of his own being by the help of the breath, then it becomes easy for him to become at one with all that exists on earth and in heaven.”
Source: The Heart of Sufism: Essential Writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan
“Breath is the soul and soul is the breath.”
Source: The Heart of Sufism: Essential Writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan