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Only I have a power to say who I am.
Regretting things I’ll never have will hardly perk up my day.
Bad Things are going to happen, have happened and will continue to happen.
He didn't have a natural laugh because he'd never felt real joy.
I’m not flaunting anything. I’m just existing. This is me. I can’t hide myself. I can’t disappear. And even if I could, I don’t fucking want to. I have the same right to be here. I have the same right to exist.
You have wings and courage and a brain. Do not annoy me by asking permission." Lily 500 in The Bees.
Lots of people suffer so much that perhaps they would have died of sorrow if they couldn't dream something nice in between all the sadness
The shows aren’t making people gay. They’re just making people realize it’s even . . . I don’t know, a possibility. It’s like we’re all brainwashed from the time we’re babies to think that we have to be straight.
I would have come for you. And if I couldn't walk, I'd crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we'd fight our way out together-knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that's what we do. We never stop fighting.
Lesson learned? When people say, ‘You really, really must’ do something, it means you don’t really have to. No one ever says, ‘You really, really must deliver the baby during labor.’ When it’s true, it doesn’t need to be said.
Someone who expresses a feeling along the lines of "I don't read fantasy or go to any of those movies, none of those is real". [...] They simply can't lift the weight of fantasy. The muscles of the imagination have grown too weak.
Many boys will bring you flowers. But someday you'll meet a boy who will learn your favorite flower, your favorite song, your favorite sweet. And even if he is too poor to give you any of them, it won't matter because he will have taken the time to know you as no one else does. Only that boy earns you heart.
"Child, to say the very thing you really mean, the whole of it, nothing more or less or other than what you really mean; that's the whole art and joy of words." A glib saying. When the time comes to you at which you will be forced at last to utter the speech which has lain at the center of your soul for years, which you have, all that time, idiot-like, been saying over and over, you'll not talk about joy of words. I saw well why the gods do not speak to us openly, nor let us answer. Till that word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces?
(...) I share almost ninety-nine per cent of my genes with a chimpanzee - and our longevity is virtually the same - but I don't think you have an inkling of how much more I comprehend, and yet I know I must tear myself away from it. For example, I have a good grasp of just how infinitely great outer space is and how it's divided into galaxies and clusters of galaxies, spirals and lone stars, and that there are healthy stars and febrile red giants, white dwarfs and neutron stars, planets ans asteroids. I know everything about the sun and moon, about the evolution of life on earth, about the Pharaohs and the Chinese dynasties, the countries of the world and their peoples as presently constituted, not to mention all the studying I've done on plants and animals, canals and lakes, rivers and mountain passes. Without even a pause for thought I can tell you the names of several hundred cities, I can tell you the names of nearly all the countries in the world, and I know the approximate populations of every one. I have a knowledge of the historical background of the different cultures, their religion and mythology, and to a certain extent also the history of their languages, in particular etymological relationships, especially within the Indo-European family of languages, but I can certainly reel off a goodly number of expressions from the Semitic language too, and the same from Chinese and Japanese, not to mention all the topographical and personal names I know. In addition, I'm acquainted with several hundred individuals personally, and just from my own small country I could, at the drop of a hat, supply you with several thousand names of loving fellow countrymen whom I know something about - fairly extensive biographical knowledge in some cases. And I needn't confine myself to Norwegians, we're living more and more in a global village, and soon the village square will cover the entire galaxy. On another level, there are all the people I'm genuinely fond of, although it isn't just people one gets attached to, but places as well: just think of the all the places I know like the back of my hand, and where I can tell if someone's gone chopped down a bush or moved a stone. Then there are books, especially all those that have taught me so much about the biosphere and outer space, but also literary works, and through them all the imaginary people whose lives I've come to know and who, at times, have meant a great deal to me. And then I couldn't live without music, and I'm very eclectic, everything from folk music and Renaissance music to Schonberg and Penderecki, but I have to admit, and this has a bearing on the very perspective we're trying to gain, I have to admit to having a particular penchant for romantic music, and this, don't forget, can also be found amongst the works of Bach and Gluck, not to mention Albinoni. But romantic music has existed in every age, and even Plato warned against it because he believed that melancholy could actually weaken the state, and it's patently clear when you get to Puccini and Mahler that music has become a direct expression of what I'm trying to get you to comprehend, that life is too short and that the way human beings are fashioned means they must take leave of far too much. If you've heard Mahler's Abschied from Das Lied von the Erde you'll know what I mean. Hopefully you'll have understood that it's the farewell itself I'm referring to, the actual leave- taking, and that this takes place in the self-same organ where everything I'm saying goodbye to is stored.
The problem with the so-called bloody surveillance state is that it’s hard work trying to track someone’s movements using CCTV – especially if they’re on foot. Part of the problem is that the cameras all belong to different people for different reasons. Westminster Council has a network for traffic violations, the Oxford Street Trading Association has a huge network aimed at shop-lifters and pickpockets, individual shops have their own systems, as do pubs, clubs and buses. When you walk around London it is important to remember that Big Brother may be watching you, or he could be having a piss, or reading the paper or helping redirect traffic around a car accident or maybe he’s just forgotten to turn the bloody thing on.
Wielkie zwiedzenie polega na odwróceniu naszej uwagi od nieba i skoncentrowaniu jej na ziemi, na odwróceniu się od prawdziwego Boga - ku sobie samym, od zaparcia się siebie - ku akceptacji, miłości i poważaniu samego siebie, od Bożej prawdy -- ku szatańskiemu kłamstwu. Sercem tego zwiedzenia są, wydawałoby się, bardzo duchowe doktryny, pod wpływem których porzucamy miłość do Chrystusa i oczekiwanie na Jego powrót na rzecz ziemskich ambicji, podporządkowania sobie społeczeństwa i przekształcenia tego świata w raj utracony niegdyś przez Adama i Ewę. Whatever Happened to Heaven? Dave Hunt (str.308)
Dave uznał, że bardziej opłaca mu się zdradzić i wziąć nagrodę niż ryzykować głowę dla większych pieniędzy.
Dave sapał jak pociąg parowy, który nie zdoła dojechać do końca tunelu. Miał wybałuszone oczy i krwiste rumieńce na policzkach.
,,Miał dwie osobowości: raz był scenicznym gigantem, a po chwili wydawał się cichy i skrępowany. Jego charyzma brała się właśnie z nieustannej walki między tymi dwiema siłami".
"Na bezpieczne ścieżki wysyła się słabeuszy"
Tak się złożyło, że na mojej łące występuje wiele gatunków, którymi zajmowałem się zawodowo, wspomnę więc także o swoich próbach naukowego zgłębienia ich tajemnic.
Napisałem tę książkę między innymi po to, byście docenili tez mniejsze i spotykane na co dzień - owady i ich krewnych.
Na jednej łące można znaleźć nieprzebrane mnóstwo niezbadanych stworzeń, niewyjaśnionych zjawisk i fascynujących zagadek, które dopiero czekają na rozwiązanie.
Olbrzymia większość ignorowanych przez nas zwierząt jest mała, wiele z nich ledwo da się dostrzec gołym okiem, niektóre są jeszcze mniejsze.
Gdyby zniknęły koniki polne, muchy, świerszcze i ćmy, ptaki i nietoperze nie miałyby co jeść.
Ważki to owady wspaniałe, choć prymitywne.
Seks w świecie owadów jest pełen konfliktów.
Bóg stworzył muchy w mądrości swojej, lecz nie powiedział, po co nam one.
Muchy nie mają zbyt wielu fanów - wielka szkoda. Skoro Bóg nie wyjaśnił nam, po co je stworzył, to może ja spróbuję.
Muchówki są podstawowym pożywieniem tysięcy innych zwierząt - w Chez Nauche zajadają się nimi jaskółki, karliki malutkie, jaszczurki, ropuchy, modliszki i wiele innych fascynujących stworzeń.
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