T Quotes
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“They are wise to the ways of Wall Street - and...getting their fair share of the loot.(:)...from who will be the head of NIH, to which honorary degree will go to whom, which congressman gets the campaign funds from AMPAC (the political arm of the AMA), and whether Medicare fees can be hiked a bit for the suffering specialist. ...(or) to nominate their favorite for a Nobel Laureate.”
“They are words that are easy enough to say and which fill vast empty spaces.”
“They are words you don't easily forget: I don't have good news.”
Source: Lessons for Dylan: On Life, Love, the Movies, and Me
“They are working to replace the All mighty with the Ai mighty”
“They are works of art that can be considered works of art but don't have to be in the collection of the Metropolitan Museum.”
“They are wrong who think that politics is like an ocean voyage or a military campaign, something to be done with some particular end in view, something which leaves off as soon as that end is reached. It is not a public chore, to be got over with. It is a way of life. It is the life of a domesticated political and social creature who is born with a love for public life, with a desire for honor, with a feeling for his fellows; and it lasts as long as need be.”
“They are young and life has no limits. Nothing is impossible, nothing beyond doing or knowing. The world is theirs and everything in it.”
“They are, all of them, born with raging fanaticism in their hearts, just as the Bretons and the Germans are born with blond hair. I would not be in the least bit surprised if these people would not some day become deadly to the human race.”
“They are, as it were, train-bearers in the pageant of life, and hold a glass up to humanity, frailer than itself. We see ourselves at second-hand in them: they show us all that we are, all that we wish to be, and all that we dread to be. What brings the resemblance nearer is, that, as they imitate us, we, in our turn, imitate them. There is no class of society whom so many persons regard with affection as actors.”
“They are, in a sense, two sides of the same coin: women are, on the one hand, subjects of an extremely real and abject (as Julia Kristeva put it) body and denigrated sexuality; on the other, the proliferation of images, and their digitalisation produces more and more abstract and air-brushed representations of impossible female bodies. Both indicate, certainly, a "lack of progress." But, one hopes, discussions and resistance are emerging in response.”
“They aren't capable of doing this... look their thoughts, look how they run, look their faces... So far this tells everything about them,...
(Salem's Lot)”
“They aren't monsters!"
Her mother whispered, "Yes, they are.”
Source: Unspoken
“They aren’t paying attention to us. They aren’t paying attention to her. Right now, only I am. They’d die with envy if they knew what I was looking at. The bright hues shine on her face, the fireworks visible in her eyes, as if her pupils were the ones creating the sparks.”
Source: Card of Truth
“They aren't roadblocks. They're signposts.”
“They aren’t strong on their own,” the tree explained. “They’re as fragile as my limbs. But I bury them in the soul and intertwine them with roots from other trees/ When a storm comes we lean on each other. And the rich soil holds us all together.”
Source: Up Toward the Light
“They aren't sure who killed the little girl's mother yet. So you should be in the clear. But they have this cop living in the building. He's a detective. The kind that sneaks around, not minding his own damn business.”
Source: Love Auction: Too Risky to Love Again
“They aren't common, but enormously interesting. How can it be that you've been together that long and you're still intensely in love with them?”
“They aren't kidding when they say, "Wash Whites separately.”
“They aren't making mirrors like they use to.”
“They aren't the brightest crayons in the box -Max(saving the world and other extreme sports)”
“They argued because they liked argument, liked the swift run of the unfettered mind along the paths of possibility, liked to question what was not questioned.”
Source: The Dispossessed: An Ambiguous Utopia
“They arose in my mind as 'given' things, and as they came, separately, so too the links grew. An absorbing, though continually interrupted labour (especially, even apart from the necessities of life, since the mind would wing to the other pole and spread itself on the linguistics): yet always I had the sense of recording what was already 'there', somewhere: not of 'inventing'.”
“They arrested Matthias and me, and beat me within an inch of my immortal life. I was beyond pain...my poor body was a prison cell. Strips of flesh hung from my scourged back like macabre party favors, and Ville, one of Hana's henchmen, took great delight in rubbing salt into my wounds. What hurt the most were his words... Murderer. Liar. Faggot. Whore. Blasphemer. He took his pleasure from hurting me, and my screams were orgasmic to him. A crown of thorns was placed upon my head, and I bled as the briars pierced my flesh...I was starved, and I couldn't think straight. The morning before my crucifixion, I had no food or water. Ville beat me within an inch of my life, and his ring cut my face. I begged him to stop, and he spit on me...
All because I dared to declare myself the Son of God.
I prayed to Benediction to let Matthias remember his promise...I was so afraid of suffering...but Matty had been steadfast and true. He had given me the wine laced with belladonna, and had pierced my side to release the Godhead. As my legs were taken by the paralysis from the belladonna, he had laid me gently upon the cross and kissed me goodbye...his lips felt warm through the veil that was covering his face and protecting him from the deadly rays of the sun. The stakes were driven through my palms, then my feet...I took a last loving look at My Matty, and drew my last...
...Then Brian and Obadiah were there on either side of me in the darkness, and we were flying upwards, into the clouds...”
Source: Corinthians
“They arrested us after breakfast.”
“They ask for freedom and they practice oppression”
“they ask for water we give them sea
they ask for bread we give them sea
they ask for life we give them only the sea”
Source: Zong!
“They ask how the universe is arranged, philosophers, mathematicians, and they draw pretty pictures, impossibilities on the page. They save phenomena by telling one ugly lie after another, epicycles upon epicycles, and the fools care not. It is not enough, I tell you, to ask how the cosmos is designed. We must ask why.”
Source: The Book of Blood and Shadow
“They ask if you believe in fate; you ask if they look twice before they cross the road”
“They ask me, do I ever worry about losing my magic? I tell them, my only worry is that, some day I might lose the morale that makes the magic possible.”
Source: Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets
“They ask me, do I ever worry about losing my magic? I tell them, my only worry is that, some day I might lose the morale that makes the magic possible. I pour magic because my mind is ablaze - the day the fire goes out, so does my magic.”
Source: Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets
“They ask me how Im doing. I say better than I deserve”
“They ask me if I'm going to quit. I thought we were just getting started. We have a revolution to fight, a country to change.”
“They ask me things like: what is the right way to address a duke? An’ once again I have to point out that it is a matter of fine details, such as, if there’s a gate needs holdin’ open and it looks like half a dollar might be forthcoming, it’s ‘G’day, your graciousness,’ whereas if you’ve just set fire to his ancestral piles and the mob is breakin’ the windows it is more suitable to address him as ‘you bloated lying blutocat!’ It is all a matter of finesse”
“they ask me to remember but they want me to remember their memories and I keep on remembering mine”
Source: Next: new poems
“They ask me to write down all I remember of the Glory days. A hard thing, because there is so much of Sorrow in the telling.”
Source: Green Monkey Dreams
“They ask me what I'd like written about me when I'm gone. I hope they write I made Penn State a better place, not just that I was a good football coach.”
Source: The Paterno Legacy
“They ask me what I'm writing for - I'm writing to show you what we're fighting for.”
“They ask me what is madness and I reply it is a gift.
They ask me why, and I said:
The world trough the eyes of normal people is boring, but look at it trough the eyes of the mad, then you will know why I enjoy my madness so much!”
“They ask me what the biggest thing I have going on right now is, and I usually say, "I think this interview?" And then they don't get that it's a joke. So then I say, Yogi Bear 3D. That's my default.”
“They ask me, why aren't you still properly known in the mainstream! Well, the Himalayas have been standing for 40 million years, yet it's only in the last century that humans first climbed Everest. They are oblivious of me, because once you get addicted to the transcendental terrains of the Himalayas, all your superficial little molehills will crumble to dust.”
Source: Visvavatan: 100 Demilitarization Sonnets
“They ask me,
why do you speak for so many cultures,
when you are not born in those cultures?
So I asked the sun,
why do you share your light with earth,
when you are not born of earth?
The sun told me,
o ye of little mind, don't you know,
light is not mine to give!
Light is the intrinsic right of life,
I am merely accessory to the motive.”
Source: Iman Insaniyat, Mazhab Muhabbat: Pani, Agua, Water, It's All One
“They ask of me only
to weep repentance for a sin
that does not concern me
and I shall get in return an alien
freedom I don’t understand:
to be drubbed in one thin,
wounding water after another
of their philosophy -
and confidently they would hang
their washing in the heavens.”
Source: Nua-Bhardachd Gaidhlig = Modern Scottish Gaelic Poems: A Bilingual Anthology
“They ask themselves: “What will he do?” “How will he react?” “Will he go mad?” “Will he bite?” “Will he be armed?” They’re pumped up with fear. Adrenaline pumping, fingers tense on the trigger, brains racing. And I’m cool as a cat! The name ‘Charles Bronson’ causes panic! The name ‘Mickey Peterson’ causes stress! The police all love to arrest me, as I’m the most exciting madman they will ever arrest! It’s a fact. So here I am years later, and I’m still the madman. There is no escaping my past.”
Source: Insanity: My Mad Life
“They ask you questions about false rumors inside your brain in
which they have access to and they answer themselves lies. Your
eyes are certified wrongly. Unfortunately the way the world functions
is illegal. They direct everything as it favors them otherwise they
would lose power. Nothing is reliable.”
Source: You Are Always Innocent
“They ask, how could this happen here? Well. How could it not happen here?”
Source: Nineteen Minutes: A novel
“They asked a wise man: Why don’t we ever hear you backbiting and slandering?
He said: I’m still not happy with myself to start with others.”
“They asked all sorts of questions, but one really cut into my memory. This boy, stammering and blushing, you could tell he was one of the quiet ones, asked: "Why couldn't anyone help the animals?" This was already a person from the future. I couldn't answer that question. Our art is all about the sufferings and loves of people, but not of everything living. We don't descend to their level: animals, plants, that other world. And with Chernobyl man just waved his hand at everything.”
Source: Voices from Chernobyl: The Oral History of a Nuclear Disaster
“They asked for Plato's assistance. He told them: "You hated wisdom and ran away from geometry, therefore God has afflicted you a punishment, for wisdom and philosophical knowledge have a high rank with God." ... The plague was lifted and they ceased to defame the branches of theoretical knowledge.”
Source: Breaking the Idols of Ignorance: Admonition of the Soi Disant Sufi
“They asked him for help rebuilding the farm, but e only shook his head with a pang of longing in his heart. I'm tracking your killers",he whispered to his uncle.-Eragon”
“They asked him, "Then who are you? Are you Elijah?" He said, "I am not." "Are you the Prophet?" He answered, "No."
[καὶ ἠρώτησαν αὐτόν Τί οὖν Ἠλίας εἶ Σύ καὶ λέγει Οὐκ εἰμί Ὁ προφήτης εἶ σύ καὶ ἀπεκρίθη Οὔ]
John 1:21”
Source: Holy Bible: New International Version