R. W. Clark Quotes
Yet the great “Why?” always at the center of the little “whats” and “hows” that makes religions into mythologies is often stronger in dead temples than in living.
One of the liabilities of being a deep thinker, Wyatt mused, was that it left him vulnerable to existential crises.
The music echoes in the emptiness. It reminds us where we came from and where we’re bound.
You got infinite channels and limitless rhymes, but the riddles of livin' stay undefined?
The music plays . . . and your sense of reality is heightened to a dream.
Her mouth connected with his. Everything inside her collapsed and was constructed, simultaneously.
Ignorance, not sin, causes suffering. LIFT THE VEIL." ~ Lilli in the Great Theater
There ain't no money in poetry, that's what keeps the poet free. I've had all the freedom I can stand.
The government are tightening up on ID for sales of tobacco and alcohol so I recommend that young people take more drugs.
I will now sing another song for your pleasure. Now, if you like Phil Collins...you should be shot in the head.
I was very surprised when last I bought a packet of cigarettes and had to request a refund as I read a warning that told me "smoking can cause fatal lung cancer".
He (Frederick II) famously describe Poland as an 'artichoke, ready to be consumed leaf by leaf
To change one's field of influence is to change the course of one's life.
It was a family joke that Lydia's domestic tendencies were somehow misplaced when she was created.
Owning her face, unapologetically, or—even more revolutionarily—happily was the bravest thing she could possibly do.
She was a professional. A professional who didn’t need five inches of makeup and f*ck-me cleavage to do her job.
You are a goddess. You are a catch. You are, like, the outcome of every self-help book ever written.
I wished I hadn’t majored in women filling their pockets with stones and sticking their heads into ovens. Maybe tomorrow the pinhole would widen and I would want to be a marine biologist.
The greatest evil in our country today is...ignorance...We need to be taught to study rather than to believe.
The bridge between the words glamour and grammar is magic. According to the OED, glamour evolved through an ancient association between learning and enchantment.
Inspiring others is the pathway to your own discoveries
Social media is about connecting with people, not collecting people.
Your manager wants to believe that you enjoy your job, or at least you won't spit in her coffee when she looks away. At the office, attitude counts for a lot.
Communism will kill you quicker than a maraschino cherry ever will.
Like they say, the game is chess, it damn sure ain't checkers. Every move I make is so that I can conquer and destroy.
Each today, well-lived, makes yesterday a dream of happiness and each tomorrow a vision of hope. Look, therefore, to this one day, for it and it alone is life.” —Sanskrit poem
My heart battered against my ribs, my breath stalled and I gazed up into his laughing, smiling eyes...eyes that suddently glowed crimson and cruel.
Let me get this straight. You didn’t feel it would be acceptable to enter my home without permission, but taking my clothes was just fine and dandy?” -Marin
Nope. Too Much, ” Marin said, and tossed the little man out of the hospital window. She needed coffee. Either that or a large dose of Thorazine.
Mike took a deep breath and locked all his muscles in place, so he didn’t follow her. His fingers tingled where he had touched her skin, it was so soft, he’d never felt anything as soft.
Emma felt a compulsion to run her hands through it. To step into his arms and never leave. Desire shot to her knickers and an aching throb began between her thighs Shit, I didn’t come here for this.
Your muse ain't singin' on your MTV? Can't even see him on your HD TV?
Long after you go downand the vessel rusts apartyour bones sunkenburied in the ocean floorI wonder if you miss people?
Her eyes flashed, hot and angry, like lightening cutting through a red sunset.
My fingers find his. They are warm, pulsing with genetically altered blue blood, powered by mirror matter.
A mix of revenge, sadness and anger funnels into a decision that’s so simple and neat, it could fit in my pocket. I will help Kudzu destroy Aevum. Just like Magnus destroyed my mother.
In her room death would come as a friend, a friend with cool gentle hands . . .
Scripture offers the unique access to the story of redemption and then, in turn, funds tradition, reason and experience, as God's Word is remembered, experienced, and thought about.