Matsuo Basho Quotes
This autumn - why am I growing old? Bird disappearing among clouds.
Matsuo Basho
Quotes to Explore
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When I look into the future, it's so bright it burns my eyes.
Oprah Winfrey
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The name ‘London Banker’ had especially a charmed value. He was supposed to represent, and often did represent, a certain union of pecuniary sagacity and educated refinement which was scarcely to be found in any other part of society.
Walter Bagehot
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But whether there's some grand design really matters little to me. My only hope was this: to see what might be, to believe that it should be, and then to do all I could to bring it to pass, whatever the cost.
Orson Scott Card
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An indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her with a vague anguish...like a shadow... a mist passing across her soul's summer day.
Kate Chopin
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It is good to be a cynic-it is better to be a contented cat - and it is best not to exist at all. Universal suicide is the most logical thing in the world-we reject it only because of our primitive cowardice and childish fear of the dark. If we were sensible we would seek death-the same blissful blank which we enjoyed before we existed.
H. P. Lovecraft
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Baw! Damme, but I'll fight you both, one after the other!With baskets.
Oliver Goldsmith
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Sometimes I don't know what takes me over during a game. Sometimes I just feel I have moved to a different place and I can make the pass, score the goal or go past my marker at will.
Zinedine Zidane
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The NIH syndrome (Not Invented Here) is a disease.
Linus Torvalds
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J.J. did not always flee from men, but he has always loved solitude. He enjoyed himself with the friends he velieved he had, but he enjoyed himself still more alone. He valued their society, but he sometimes needed to withdraw, and he would perhaps have preferred to live always alone than always with them.
Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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the religious ISA (the system of the different churches),
Louis Althusser
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Windin' your way down on Baker Street,Light in your head and dead on your feet.Well another crazy day,You'll drink the night awayAnd forget about everything.This city desert makes you feel so cold.It's got so many people, but it's got no soul.And it's taking you so longTo find out you were wrong,When you thought it had everything.
Gerry Rafferty
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There will be, and should be, reams and reams of analysis, even praise, for our friend but also even larger measures of non-analysis and, certainly, condemnation for James Baldwin, the Negro writer.
Amiri Baraka
