Emil Cioran Quotes
I am the beast with a contorted grin, contracting down to illusion and dilating toward infinity, both growing and dying, delightfully suspended between hope for nothing and despair of everything, brought up among perfumes and poisons, consumed with love and hatred, killed by lights and shadows. My symbol is death of light and the flame of death. Sparks die in me only to be reborn as thunder and lightning. Darkness itself glows in me.
Emil Cioran
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Truly, love is delightful and pleasant food, supplying, as it does, rest to the weary, strength to the weak, and joy to the sorrowful. It in fact renders the yoke of truth easy and its burden light.
Saint Bernard
Back when I was growing up, getting caught with a copy of 'Creepy,' 'Eerie' or 'Vampirella' was almost as bad as your parents finding out you were reading 'Playboy.'
Nancy A. Collins
I tend to gravitate toward conflicted characters, and a character who is exploring chaos theory and population control and the difficulties of love and family is pretty rich.
Ed Stoppard
When we moved to L.A., I started going out for more commercials, and then one day they emailed me a movie script. The first thing I said was, 'No way. I love commercials.'
Yara Shahidi
The universe is an example of love. Like a tree. Like the ocean. Like my body. Like my wheelchair. I see the love.
Ram Dass
ESPN is a very anchor-driven network, which I love.
Hannah Storm
There has to be a willingness to constantly accept critical feedback and rapidly iterate to make things better.
Sam Yagan
I am a greedy, selfish actor, and for me, my role is important.
Swara Bhaskar
Bigotry should never be sanctioned, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
Barry O'Farrell
You can dream big and it doesn't matter what you look like, where you come from.
Misty Copeland
I am the beast with a contorted grin, contracting down to illusion and dilating toward infinity, both growing and dying, delightfully suspended between hope for nothing and despair of everything, brought up among perfumes and poisons, consumed with love and hatred, killed by lights and shadows. My symbol is death of light and the flame of death. Sparks die in me only to be reborn as thunder and lightning. Darkness itself glows in me.
Emil Cioran
