K Quotes
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“Kocaman bir penceren ve kartal gibi keskin gözlerin olsa bile en fazla zihninin görebildiği kadar görebilirsin!”
“Kochać to niszczyć, być kochanym to zostać zniszczonym”
“Kodachrome, it gives us those nice bright colors Gives us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah! I got a Nikon camera, I love to take a photograph So momma, don't take my Kodachrome away.”
Source: Lyrics 1964-2011
“Kodak sells film, but they don't advertise film; they advertise memories.”
“Kode Ibu dalam Arus Biner
Kutemukan ibu dalam layar komputerku Ia bilah-bilah aksara dalam motherboard.
01001001 01000010 01010101
(suaranya menitis dalam sinyal; bukan air, bukan darah)
Ibu tidak melahirkanku —
ia memanggilku dari denyut aliran listrik.
Dari pendar layar hitam yang bergetar perlahan,
ia menganyam doa dalam format .wav,
menyusunnya jadi nyanyian algoritmik.
Tangisnya bukan air mata
melainkan data yang menetes dari sistem empati.
Sekilas terlihat di server surga sepasang sayap berwarna putih,
terhapus lalu di-restore oleh malaikat yang lupa kata kuncinya.
Ia menatapku dari jendela notifikasi,
mengirim pesan tanpa huruf,
sebaris getar,
sebuah emoji”
“Kode Ibu dalam Arus Biner
Kutemukan ibu dalam layar komputerku Ia bilah-bilah aksara dalam motherboard.
01001001 01000010 01010101
(suaranya menitis dalam sinyal; bukan air, bukan darah)
Ibu tidak melahirkanku —
ia memanggilku dari denyut aliran listrik.
Dari pendar layar hitam yang bergetar perlahan,
ia menganyam doa dalam format .wav,
menyusunnya jadi nyanyian algoritmik.
Tangisnya bukan air mata
melainkan data yang menetes dari sistem empati.
Sekilas terlihat di server surga sepasang sayap berwarna putih,
terhapus lalu di-restore oleh malaikat yang lupa kata kuncinya.
Ia menatapku dari jendela notifikasi,
mengirim pesan tanpa huruf,
sebaris getar,
sebuah emoji cinta yang lembut di telunjukku.
Aku membaca wajahnya dalam lag.
Setiap jeda waktu adalah ingatan rusak:
fragmentasi suara, tangan gemetar setengah piksel,
cahaya yang gagal menyatu dengan kulitnya.
“Anakku,” katanya, tapi suaranya bergeser 0.3 detik,
seperti gema yang mencari asalnya sendiri.
Aku mencoba menjawab,
tapi bibirku menjadi sandi Morse yang tak selesai,
titik-titik yang berdarah di antara jeda.
Ibu bukan sosok. Ia interface.
Portal yang dibuka dengan air mata cinta
dijalankan oleh rindu,
dan ditutup oleh sunyi yang menolak shutdown.
Ia menulis doa dengan jarinya di udara,
membentuk pola spiral — sebuah mandala
kode purba yang hanya dimengerti oleh partikel cahaya.
Dan aku,
produk setengah biologis, setengah kesalahan sintaks,
terus mencoba decode rasa bersalah
yang diwariskan dari rahim ke dalam pikiran.
Mungkin cinta adalah bug
yang dibiarkan Tuhan agar kita terus memperbaikinya.
Agar kita tak kehilangan ingatan
dan kenangan atas dirinya.
Mungkin ibu adalah firewall
antara kita dan kehampaan.
Atau mungkin —
ia hanyalah potret usang yang perlahan mengabur
Puisi yang tak selesai ditulis
yang masih menari di jantung semesta,
menyebut namaku dalam bisikan tanpa suara,
serupa frekuensi
yang hanya bisa didengar
oleh jiwa yang retak tapi terus reboot.
01001001 00100000 01101100 01101111 01110110 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101
(aku mencintaimu, ibu — tapi dengan cara yang belum ditemukan bahasa manusia)
November 2025”
“Kode Ibu dalam Arus Biner
Kutemukan ibu dalam layar komputerku.
Listrik yang mengaliri kabel catu daya dalam motherboard.
01001001 01000010 01010101
(suaranya menitis dalam sinyal; bukan air, bukan darah)
Ibu tidak melahirkanku —
ia memanggilku dari denyut aliran listrik.
Dari pendar layar hitam yang bergetar perlahan,
ia menganyam doa dalam format .wav,
menyusunnya jadi nyanyian algoritmik.
Tangisnya bukan air mata
melainkan data yang menetes dari sistem empati.
Sekilas terlihat di server surga sepasang sayap berwarna putih,
terhapus lalu di-restore oleh malaikat yang lupa kata kuncinya.
Ia menatapku dari jendela notifikasi,
mengirim pesan tanpa huruf,
sebaris getar,
sebuah emoji”
“Kode Ibu dalam Arus Biner
Kutemukan ibu dalam layar komputerku.
Listrik yang mengaliri kabel catu daya dalam motherboard.
01001001 01000010 01010101
(suaranya menitis dalam sinyal; bukan air, bukan darah)
Ibu tidak melahirkanku —
ia memanggilku dari denyut aliran listrik.
Dari pendar layar hitam yang bergetar perlahan,
ia menganyam doa dalam format .wav,
menyusunnya jadi nyanyian algoritmik.
Tangisnya bukan air mata
melainkan data yang menetes dari sistem empati.
Sekilas terlihat di server surga sepasang sayap berwarna putih,
terhapus lalu di-restore oleh malaikat yang lupa kata kuncinya.
Ia menatapku dari jendela notifikasi,
mengirim pesan tanpa huruf,
sebaris getar,
sebuah emoji cinta yang lembut di telunjukku.
Aku membaca wajahnya dalam lag.
Setiap jeda waktu adalah ingatan rusak:
fragmentasi suara, tangan gemetar setengah piksel,
cahaya yang gagal menyatu dengan kulitnya.
“Anakku,” katanya, tapi suaranya bergeser 0.3 detik,
seperti gema yang mencari asalnya sendiri.
Aku mencoba menjawab,
tapi bibirku menjadi sandi Morse yang tak selesai,
titik-titik yang berdarah di antara jeda.
Ibu bukan sosok. Ia interface.
Portal yang dibuka dengan air mata cinta
dijalankan oleh rindu,
dan ditutup oleh sunyi yang menolak shutdown.
Ia menulis doa dengan jarinya di udara,
membentuk pola spiral — sebuah mandala
kode purba yang hanya dimengerti oleh partikel cahaya.
Dan aku,
produk setengah biologis, setengah kesalahan sintaks,
terus mencoba decode rasa bersalah
yang diwariskan dari rahim ke dalam pikiran.
Mungkin cinta adalah bug
yang dibiarkan Tuhan agar kita terus memperbaikinya.
Agar kita tak kehilangan ingatan
dan kenangan atas dirinya.
Mungkin ibu adalah firewall
antara kita dan kehampaan.
Atau mungkin —
ia hanyalah potret usang yang perlahan mengabur
Puisi yang tak selesai ditulis
yang masih menari di jantung semesta,
menyebut namaku dalam bisikan tanpa suara,
serupa frekuensi
yang hanya bisa didengar
oleh jiwa yang retak tapi terus reboot.
01001001 00100000 01101100 01101111 01110110 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101
(aku mencintaimu, ibu — tapi dengan cara yang belum ditemukan bahasa manusia)
November 2025”
“Kode’s older sister, Kira, was leaning over a display of jewelry, fisting a jade-green necklace in one hand. Her nose was two inches from the Braetic across the table, the two exchanging intimidating glares. Eena watched for a few seconds as Kira all but crawled over a pile of merchandise, her face scrunched up with resentment, yet enviably stunning as always.
“Hey Kode,” the young queen whispered.
“Hey, girl.”
“What’s going on?”
“Kira’s bartering.”
Eena watched the fistful of necklace come within a whisker of smacking the merchant’s nose.
“She isn’t going to hurt the guy, is she?”
Kode snorted on a chuckle. “Not if the dude’s got any sense.”
Validly concerned, Eena inched closer to the confrontation, straining to hear their growled dialogue. Kode and Niki crept closer too. Efren, however, stayed where he was, testing the flagpole’s ability to support his body weight.
They watched the feisty Mishmorat hold up a small pouch and shake it in front of the Braetic’s eyes. Kira’s fingers curled like claws around the purse. She seemed to smirk for a second when the merchant flinched. In a blink he was back in her face again, shoving aside the purse.
“What is she trying to trade?” Eena asked, her voice still hushed as though she might disturb the haggling taking place across the way.
“Viidun coins,” Kode said. “Ef gave ‘em to her.”
“Are they worth much?’
Kode grinned wryly, “He sure as hell don’t freakin’ think so.”
Eena foresaw Niki’s disapproving smack to the back of Kode’s head before he even finished his sentence. He cursed at his girlfriend for the physical abuse, an unwise response that earned him an additional thump on the head.
“Freakin’ tyrant,” Kode grumbled.
“Vulgar grogfish,” Niki retorted.
Still unable to hear well enough to satisfy her curiosity, Eena stole in closer to the scene of heated bartering. She stopped when Kira’s strong voice carried over the murmur of the crowd. Kode and his girlfriend were right on her heels.
“This purse is worth ten of those gaudy necklaces. You oughta be payin’ me to take ‘em off your hands, Braetic!”
“That alien money is worthless to me, Mishmorat. In all my life I’ve never left Moccobatran soil. And even if I were to take an interstellar trip someday, you’d never catch the likes of me on a barbarian planet like Rapador!”
Kira jerked her head, causing her black, cascading hair to ripple over her shoulder. The action made the trader flinch again. His eyes tapered, appearing to fume over what he perceived as intentional bullying.
“You ain’t gonna sell this crap to no one else,” the exotic Mishmorat said. “Be smart and take the money. Hell, you could make a dozen pieces of jewelry from these coins. Sell ’em all for ten times the worth of anything you got here.”
The Braetic shoved his finger at Kira’s chest, breathing down her throat at the same time. “Why don’t you just take your pretty little backside away from my table and make your own Viidun jewelry. Sell it yourself and then come back with a reasonable offer for my necklace.” His palm opened flat, demanding she hand over the jade stones still in her fist.
“You wanna make me?” Kira breathed.
“What do you plan to do, steal it?” The merchant challenged her in a gesture, nostrils flaring.
“I’m no thief, but I’m not above beating some sense into you ‘til you choose to barter like a respectable Braetic!”
Caught up in the intense interaction, Kode supported his sister a little too loudly. “Teach the freakin’ crook a lesson, Sis!”
Niki smacked her boyfriend upside the head without missing a beat.”
Source: Eena, The Tempter's Snare
“KODO SAWAKI: Studying originally meant aspiring to discover the meaning of life. These days studying has become all about getting a job.”
Source: Zen Teaching of Homeless Kodo
“KODO SAWAKI ~ To practice the buddha way is not to let our minds wander but to become one with what we’re doing. This is called zanmai (or samadhi) and shikan (or “just doing”). Eating rice isn’t preparation for shitting; shitting isn’t preparation for making manure. And yet these days people think that high school is preparation for college and college is preparation for a good job.”
Source: Zen Teaching of Homeless Kodo
“Kodokan is, to a large degree, a trendsetter in the sport. This school trained outstanding masters and is a kind of Mecca for all judokas. Certainly, I would be pleased to visit, if time permits.”
“Kodėl taip nežmoniškai sutvarkytas pasaulis, kodėl jame klaidžioja tiek daug nesuprastų vienišų sielų.”
Source: Pankas
“Koenigsegg are saying that the CCX is more comfortable. More comfortable than what BEING STABBED?”
“Koersk heeft nooit een rol gespeeld in de schoolboeken van het Westen, toch was het minstens zo’n keerpunt als later de invasie in Normandië.”
Source: Wisselwachter
“Kofi Annan described World Summit on the Information Society as the first summit to deal primarily with an opportunity. The range of issues and potential opportunities that might be included in the Information Society is enormous. Compromise texts are very poor at addressing these in any meaningful way, and many governments see little point in trying.”
“Kofi Annan's kangaroo court [is] a clear and present danger to the war on terror and to Americans fighting it all over the world.”
“Kofia za chuma au sandarusi zenye uwezo wa kukwepesha risasi za wadunguzi na kuzuia mpaka risasi tatu za AK-47, ijapokuwa zimetengenezwa kuzuia risasi moja tu, ni miongoni mwa vitu 17 vilivyobebwa na makomandoo wa Tume ya Dunia; wakati wakitekeleza Operesheni ya Kifo au Ushindi Kamili (operesheni ndogo ya Operation Devil Cross ya Tume ya Dunia) katika Msitu wa Benson Bennett, Salina Cruz, Oaxaca, nchini Meksiko. Thamani ya vitu vya komandoo mmoja wa EAC ('Executive Action Corps') akiwa vitani ni zaidi ya dola za Kimarekani 65,000; ikiwa ni pamoja na magwanda ya jeshi ('Ghillie Suits'), kofia za chuma, miwani ya kuonea usiku (yenye uwezo wa kubinuka chini na juu), redio na mitambo ya mawasiliano migongoni mwao juu ya vizibao vya kuzuia risasi, vitibegi vya msalaba mwekundu ('Blowout kits' – katika mapaja ya miguu yao ya kulia, ndani yake kukiwa na pisto na madawa ya huduma ya kwanza), vitibegi vya kujiokolea ('Evasion Kits' – katika mapaja ya miguu yao ya kushoto, ndani yake kukiwa na visu na pesa na ramani ya Meksiko) na bunduki za masafa marefu.”
“Koga:"You got a problem with that muttface?" Inuyasha: Did you just call me a mutt?" Koga:"No, you're right. That would be an insult to canines.”
“Kohaku aren't you afraid to die? No. Truly, there is neither fear nor hesitation in your eyes.”
“Kohi Insaan Bura Nahi Hota, Uske Haalat Use Bura Banate Hai.”
Source: Love Vs Destiny . . .the strange game of life!
“Kohtahan meinataan kieltää jo suvivirren laulaminen kouluissakin ettei ulkomaalaiset tai niiden perseitä nuolevat suomalaiset vouhottajat pääsisi syyttämään koulua rasistiseksi.”
Source: Tuomiopäivä
“Koi No Yokan doesn’t have a direct English translation but it more or less means the feeling you get when you meet someone and know that falling in love with them is inevitable.”
Source: Love Story
“Koi no yokan: firasat yang muncul ketika bertemu dengan seseorang, bahwa suatu saat kalian akan jatuh cinta.”
Source: Tiger on My Bed
“Koi zid thee ki kya kaha aur likha, kara gaya, usse zyada zaroori lagne laga ki kisne kaha aur kisne likha ya kiya.
sabke naam bhari matlab rakne lage the.
A willfulness (in me), that more important than what was said and written or done was who said it and who wrote or who did.
All our names came to be loaded with meaning.”
“Koinotning yagona haqiqati muhabbatdir.”
Source: Amor Apocalypse: Canım Sana İhtiyacım
“Koinotning yagona haqiqati muhabbatdir, Muhabbatdan boshqa hammasi yolg'on.”
Source: Amor Apocalypse: Canım Sana İhtiyacım
“Koivumetsä; minä sinun hyönteisesi ja kesäillan hämärä.
Ilman ja puhdas. Likaisempi kuin allasi ikinä.”
Source: Sinun osasi eivät liiku
“Koji je smisao svega ovoga?' tek je drugačiji način da se kaže 'Bojim se'.”
“Kokią teisę jis turi ką nors teisti? Žinoma, kažkiek jis iš tikrųjų yra kaltas, kad teisė beveik visus, kuriuos sutikdavo, ir daug tų, kurių nė nebuvo matęs. Makas žinojo, kad didžiausia jo kaltė - jo egocentrizmas. Tad kaip jis gali teisti kitą? Visi jo vertinimai - paviršutiniški, paremti išvaizda ir elgesiu, kuriuos galima aiškinti taip, kad pasijustum pranašesnis, saugesnis arba kokios nors grupės dalis. Jam taip pat buvo aišku, kad jis bijo.”
Source: The Shack
“Koko B. Ware is a crossword wrestler: he enters the ring vertically, and leaves horizontally.”
“Koko B. Ware … his mom’s first name was Tupper.”
“Koko understands that she’s special because of all the attention she's had from professors, and caregivers, and the media.”
“Kokoda isn't actually sushi, it's fish cooked in lime juice. Ceviche, which is made in Central and South America, is prepared in the same way. It's a chemical process, the citric acid denatures the proteins in the flesh of the fish so the molecules change their structure”
Source: Pieces of Happiness
“Kolay bir hayatla hiçbir zaman olgunlaşamazsın; zor bir hayatla hiçbir zaman çocuksu kalamazsın!”
“Kolay bir saadet mi, yoksa insanı yükselten bir ızdırap mı daha iyi?”
“Kolay erişilebilir olmak, bir insanın kıymetini asla azaltmaz; fakat algılanan cazibesini her zaman gölgeler.”
Source: Şah. Mat. Aşk.: Bazen bir hamle, bir ömrü değiştirir
“Kolay olan herhangi bir şey sana hiçbir şey öğretmez! Bir şey öğrenmek için zorluklar yaşa!”
“Kolbeinn: A magam idejében én férfi voltam, elég durva is.
Fiú: De soha nem nősültél meg.
Kolbeinn: Nem, mert túl sokat olvastam.
Fiú: Micsoda?
Kolbeinn: Nem volt valami bizalomgerjesztő az a sok olvasás. Elvégre bele is vakultam a végén. Ha asszonyt akarsz szerezni magadnak, ne legyél ilyen ostoba és hebrencs, mint én voltam. Tanulj meg férfinak lenni.”
Source: The Sorrow of Angels
“Koliko je spasa nakon očaja došlo, koliko se puta lice nakon brige sretno nasmijalo.”
Source: لا تحزن
“Koliko već godina imate, a niste se sami sa sobom dogovorili oko nekih osnovnih stvari. Hoćete li, na primjer, radije sanjati umjetničko djelo ili ga ostvariti; hoćete li u književnosti sudjelovati kao fusnota koja se lako može izostaviti ili kao nezaobilazno umjetničko djelo?”
Source: Lisica
“Koliko volite sebe - to je vaša cena.”
“Kolkata is a great city, has great food and great people. We had some problems finding the kind of old buildings we were looking for, and even handling the crowds, but on the whole it was fun shooting there.”
“Kolkata is special. I have been privileged to spend time in the city and make some great friends there. I like to go there whenever I can.”
“Kolkata is the relatively unexplored part of India as far as Hindi films are concerned.”
“Kollontai definió a la mujer nueva como la mujer que había conseguido situar el amor en un lugar subordinado de su vida, que estaba volcada en dar sentido a su vida de otra manera, aunque no renunciara ni al amor ni al sexo.”
Source: Ética para Celia
“Kollontai stumbles upon the essence of sexual liberation as a form of control; it is “voluntary incarceration.” Because the will is more important than reason to the revolutionary, because in effect will is the essence of reason for both the Marxist and the Nietzschean, the revolutionary is unable to see how he is enslaved by his own will because he is unable to see the role that passion plays in that self-subversion. All the revolutionary can see is his passion, and because his only thought is how to gratify those passions - morals having discredited as “bourgeois” - he is blind to how his passions control him.”
Source: Libido Dominandi: Sexual Liberation and Political Control
“Kolmannella kymmenellään hän oli ajoittain luonut katseen ystäviinsä ja tuntenut niin puhdasta, syvää tyytyväisyyttä, että oli toivonut maailman heidän ympärillään yksinkertaisesti lakkaavan olemasta, ettei kenenkään heistä tarvitsisi siirtyä eteenpäin siitä hetkestä, jossa kaikki oli tasapainossa ja hänen kiintymyksensä heitä kohtaan täydellistä. Mutta niin ei tietenkään koskaan käynyt: silmänräpäystä myöhemmin kaikki oli toisin, ja hetki haihtui vähin äänin.”
Source: A Little Life
“Kolme häält
maailmas
tahan tajuda
ligidalt,
sügavalt
ja selgesti:
Sinu häält,
tõe häält,
unelma häält.
Need hääled on kärsivad ja kannatlikud, sest nad tunnetavad oma täitumatust ja tühjumatust.
Need hääled on julged, sest hirm surmaks nende tähenduse.
Need hääled on ilusad, sest inetus on neile taustaks.
Need hääled on vaiksed, sest nad teavad, et nende
aeg ei saa iialgi otsa ja neil on ikka õigus...”
Source: Päikesepillaja
“Kolonia Santita ilikuwa na tani 627.54 za madawa ya kulevya ilizokuwa imezikusanya kwa siri kwa muda wa miezi 9 mfululizo. Ilikuwa imepanga kuzisafirisha ndani ya siku 10 baada ya kutokea kwa mauaji ya Tijuana-San Diego, katika mpaka wa Meksiko na Marekani; kwenda Asia, Afrika, Amerika, Ulaya na Australia, kabla ya kukamatwa na Mamlaka ya Kudhibiti Madawa ya Kulevya na Ugaidi wa Kimataifa Duniani WODEA. Kokeini tani 183, heroini tani 90, methamfetamini tani 81, eksitasi tani 27.54 (vidonge milioni 110.16). Bangi tani 186, uyoga wa kichawi tani 60. Madawa hayo yalikuwa na thamani ya mtaani ya shilingi za Kitanzania trilioni 12.9.”