Emil Cioran Quotes
Hungarian Language — savage it may be but of a beauty that has nothing human about it, with sonorities of another universe, powerful and corrosive, appropriate to prayer, to groans and to tears, risen out of hell to perpetuate its accent and its aura…words of nectar and cyanide.
Emil Cioran
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When I look at a film, I don't think, 'Oh, I wish I had done that' because I haven't done that role, so it doesn't matter.
Madhuri Dixit
I wish I played an instrument, but I could never decide which one, and I ended up playing nothing.
Nastassja Kinski
'Ray Donovan' is very dark and very serious. As actors will tell you, the darker and more serious the material, the more jokes that go around set. It's a counterbalance.
Eddie Marsan
I love contemporary culture. Even the stuff I don't like.
Natalie Massenet
The other seeming oddity of its role as a national symbol is that it has achieved this status for Indians in spite of it being Islamic.
Henry Saint Clair Fredericks
All within the state, nothing outside the state, nothing against the state.
Benito Mussolini
The free world must not prove itself worthy of its own past.
Dwight D. Eisenhower
Through this album, Pain Medicine, I want single mothers to understand that pain is only weakness leaving the body and every blow that they may encounter on an everyday basis is only a bump in the road. Fighter's fight and winners win.
Kimberly Michelle Pate
The real issue is not whether two and two make four or whether two and two make five, but whether life advances by men who love words or men who love living.
Colin Wilson
A Time For Prayer "In times of war and not before, God and the soldier we adore. But in times of peace and all things righted, God is forgotten and the soldier slighted.
Rudyard Kipling
There's no quiet place here on earth for our love, not in the village and not anywhere else, so I picture a grave, deep and narrow, in which we embrace as if clamped together, I bury my face against you, you yours against me, and no one will ever see us.
Franz Kafka
Hungarian Language — savage it may be but of a beauty that has nothing human about it, with sonorities of another universe, powerful and corrosive, appropriate to prayer, to groans and to tears, risen out of hell to perpetuate its accent and its aura…words of nectar and cyanide.
Emil Cioran