A pharaoh's profile, a Krishna's grace, tail like a question mark.

Let them not make me a stone and let them not spill me, otherwise kill me.

Time was away and somewhere else, There were two glasses and two chairs And two people with one pulse.

It's no go the merry-go-round, it's no go the rickshaw All we want is a limousine and a ticket for the peepshow.

Better authentic mammon than a bogus god.

The sunlight on the garden Hardens and grows cold, We cannot cage the minute Within its nets of gold

I am not yet born; O fill me with strength against those who would freeze my humanity.

World is crazier and more of it than we think, Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion A tangerine and spit the pips and feel The drunkenness of things being various.

None of our hearts are pure, we always have mixed motives. Are self deceivers, but the worst of all Deceits is to murmur 'Lord, I am not worthy' And, lying easy, turn your face to the wall.

World is suddener than we fancy it.

Politics: distrust all parties but consider capitalism must go.

To live an effective life, you have to turn your back on the things of the world

L shot Maki a disappointed look. But soon he forgot everything when Misa Amane appeared onstage. Enraptured he began to cheer with the girls in black lace and frilly skirts.

Two brothers. Two different worlds. Different mothers, of course. Did that explain it? Women usually explained everything.

I've always had this in a kind of worst-case dark imagination. I want to know what the dark form in the window is. I want to know what the noise under the staircase is.

I never learned to read or write music. Never wanted to fool with scales. That was boring, forced. The music I heard was free - flowing.

Beauty fades. Your spirit is forever.

Man must be disappointed with the lesser things of life before he can comprehend the full value of the greater.

Enlightenment doesn't occur by accident. It is a deliberate decision that someone makes again and again. It is something you grow into and develop in.

But I read Catching Fire. I loved disappearing into a story.

You might be a redneck if...the most serious loss from the earthquake was your Conway Twitty record collection.