Aloha Quotes

When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not.

One day soon, you’ll hear a car pull up to your curb, an engine cut out. You’ll hear footsteps coming up your front walk. Like they did for Edward Wayne Edwards, twenty-nine years after he killed Timothy Hack and Kelly Drew, in Sullivan, Wisconsin. Like they did for Kenneth Lee Hicks, thirty years after he killed Lori Billingsley, in Aloha, Oregon. The doorbell rings. No side gates are left open. You’re long past leaping over a fence. Take one of your hyper, gulping breaths. Clench your teeth. Inch timidly toward the insistent bell. This is how it ends for you. “You’ll be silent forever, and I’ll be gone in the dark,” you threatened a victim once. Open the door. Show us your face. Walk into the light.

I'll try to communicate, Taylor said. She spoke slowly and deliberately. Hello! We need help. Is your village close? My village is Denver. And I think it's a long way from here. I'm Nicole Ade. Miss Colorado. We have a Colorado where we're from too! Tiara said. She swiveled her hips, spread her arms wide, then brought her hands together prayer-style and bowed. Kipa aloha. Nicole stared. I speak English. I'm American. Also, did you learn those moves from Barbie's Hawaiian Vacation DVD? Ohmigosh, yes! Do your people have that, too?

This is where you first failed us. You gave us minds and told us not to think. You gave us curiosity and put a booby-trapped tree right in front of us. You gave us sex and told us not to do it. You played three-card monte with our souls from day one, and when we couldn't find the queen, you sent us to Hell to be tortured for eternity. That was your great plan for humanity? All you gave us here was daisies and fairy tales and you acted like that was enough. How were we supposed to resist evil when you didn't even tell us about it?

The place looks like where David Lynch would meet Beaver Cleaver's mom for secret afternoons of bondage and milkshakes.

It's so quiet and peaceful out here I'm getting bored with breathing. Maybe we'll get lucky and the world will go to Hell again. Fingers crossed.

He died the way he lived: Expecting to finally start living.

Okay, here is the problem,” I said. “Assignment means schoolwork, and Hawaii means vacation. And children do not actually like to mix those two items.

So, aloha means 'to breathe into the face or share spirit with another.

Aloha means to see the 'uhane—the living spirit, immortal soul, whatever you call it—in everyone you meet.

I guarantee you I'm not going to forget your voice. We're going to run into each other down the road sometime, and when we do I'm going to pop you apart one rivet at a time." "There's the monster. Hello, monster.

Sometimes just seeing a woman smile is like a knife in the heart. It hurts and it rattles your whole system, but against all your instincts you swallow the pain and keep looking. After a while you realize it doesn’t hurt as much as you thought it would.

You're quite the humanitarian. By the way, thanks a fuck of a lot for leaving me off your who-to-save list. You're on it, Alfredo Garcia. I just didn't want to say it out loud and have you call me Nancy or Tinker Bell. Yeah, I would have done that.

Calm down. Deep breaths. Go to your happy place. Oh, wait. I don’t have one.

It's more like how some people can't help but bring out the not necessarily righteous parts of your personality. Like how you meet someone and instantly know they're a full-time professional victim, and no matter how hard you try, something takes over and you can't help needling them.

Aloha. It meant welcome and homecoming. It meant love.

Kids need their minds blown every now and then. It’ll keep them from thinking that managing a McDonald’s is the most they can hope for.

Meow is like aloha - it can mean anything.

I wish I could say, “No more Mr. Nice Guy,” but the boat sailed on that one a long time ago.

It's the 'aloha spirit'." "And you already got leid." ... "He means the flowers," Ellie said with a snort.

In the new century science will defeat famine, boredom, and the plague, but . . . vital knowledge will become so elevated that nobody will know how anything works. . . . the good news is that everybody will be empowered; the bad news is nobody will understand why.

How many minutes is shortly?” I asked. “Is it one minute or eight minutes or eleven minutes? On account of if it's one minute, I can wait, probably. But eleven minutes would be out of the question.” Mr. Scary walked back to my desk. And he sat me in my chair. I glanced up at him. “All I'm looking for is a rough estimate,” I said.

Aloha is compassion, love, light, harmony, peace and joy, all rolled into one. Aloha is choosing love in every moment, showing up and being lovingly present no matter what it looks like on the inner or outer. --Aloha is Compassion, Ken Ballard

For those who make Hawaii their home, aloha means much more than a hello and good-bye greeting. It goes way back to the old Hawaiian traditions, and it means a mutual regard and affection of one person for another without any expectation of something in return. Translation: it means you do something from the pureness of your heart.

Once you start celebrating the little victories in life, you will realize just how infinite they truly are.

Aloha means to see the 'uhane—the living spirit, immortal soul, whatever you call it—in everyone you meet. I’ve done my best to live up to that.

The lucky among us might get the same deal as Dysmas. Dysmas was one of the thieves crucified next to Christ. When he asked for forgiveness, Christ said, ‘Today you will be with me in paradise.’ ” Candy

Sometimes life may take you down an unexpected path, but keep an open mind, for that may be the exact path you're supposed to be on at that particular point in time.

Make her stop. I’m hungover and she has a robot. It’s not fair.” “Life is fair only in the grave and in the bedroom. This, you will notice, is neither.

Practice Aloha Around The World: You don't have to live in Hawai'i--- or even be Hawaiian to embrace the Aloha Spirit. Aloha can be found in the most surprising places at the most unlikely times. You just have to have an open heart and mind to recognize it!

You murder someone at the Ice Capades and the place goes apeshit. You blow someone’s head off in a war zone, people step over the body and have a snack.

When you’re born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it’s not.

Aloha’ means, ‘I see the divine in you, and I see the divine in myself.

Aloha means to hear what is not said, to see what cannot be seen, to know the unknowable.

Some people take great pleasure in things like surprise birthday parties or financial windfalls, but for me, being knowingly kept in the dark is maddening.

A ' ohe loa i ka hana a ke aloha. Distance is ignored by love.

Hello Mauna Kea, aloha Hawaiian spirits.

I should have had Rachel write a note or something before we left. But knowing Rachel, she might have already thought of that. In fact, knowing Rachel, she can probably make the absences disappear. Am I really thinking about school when my mom and Galen are in trouble? Yes, yes I am. Because this is the life bequeathed to me. Part human, part fish. Part straight-A student, part possessor of the Gift of Poseidon. Yep, I’m a natural-born overachiever. Fan-flipping-tastic. Behind me, I hear the most obnoxious belch in history. “Excuse me,” Toraf says. I hear him wrestle with his buckle and make a hasty retreat to the bathroom. And I’m officially glad I’m not sitting next to him. Let’s face it. He’s a loud puker. Syrena were not meant to fly. When we land, Toraf is asleep. He doesn’t even wake up despite the wobbly landing and the giggling girls and the announcement of “Aloha” by the captain. When everyone has disembarked I make my way back to Toraf and shake him until he wakes up. His breath smells like slightly microwaved death. “We’re in Hawaii,” I tell him. “Time to swim.

How do you love those who take everything you have, and it’s still not enough for them? They’re not happy unless they crush your spirit. And what’s worse, they have no sense they’re doing anything wrong at all. There’s no awareness, no remorse, no apology, just arrogance

Fuck this place and fuck your games. This is where you first failed us. You gave us minds and told us not to think. You gave us curiosity and put a booby-trapped tree right in front of us. You gave us sex and told us not to do it. You played three-card monte with our souls from day one, and when we couldn’t find the queen, you sent us to Hell to be tortured for eternity. That was your great plan for humanity? Whatever

Every day I walk down Hollywood Boulevard and see civilians making themselves crazy worrying about the meetings they're late for or did they put the rent check in the mail or is their ass starting to sag and I think, "I've seen the creaky clockwork that turns the stars and planets. I've gotten drunk with the devil and body-slammed angels. I've seen the Room of Thirteen Doors at the center of the universe. I know the taste of my own blood as well as you know your favorite wine. I've seen so much more than you'll ever see." And then it hits me like a runaway semi. I don't know anything that matters.

I wonder if these missionaries ever thought how Christ was so continually substituting affirmations for the ‘Thou shalt nots’ of the Old Testament. ‘To love one’s neighbor as oneself’ is certainly harder, but states life so much more actively, gladly, and kindly, that you can begin to see some pleasure in it.

form landmasses,” he explained. “As a matter of fact, there are still

Live the life you love. Love the life you live.

Society does not create nor define my beauty. I do.

Lucifer was his name in Perdition. In Heaven, he’s Samael.

His idea is to get your team together and pretend that your product has failed. That’s right: failed, cratered, imploded, or “went aloha oe,” as we say in Hawaii. You ask the team to come up with all the reasons why the failure occurred. Then each member has to state one reason until every reason is on a list. The next step is to figure out ways to prevent every reason from occurring.

Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. —Isaiah 40:28

Inside the terminal at Keahole, they sat waiting to board, watching husky Hawaiians load luggage onto baggage ramps. Arriving tourists smiled at their dark, muscled bodies, handsome full-featured faces, the ease with which they lifted things of bulk and weight. Departing tourists took snapshots of them. 'That's how they see us', Pono whispered. 'Porters, servants. Hula Dancers, clowns. They never see us as we are, complex, ambiguous, inspired humans.' 'Not all haole see us that way...'Jess argued. Vanya stared at her. 'Yes, all Haole and every foreigner who comes here puts us in one of two categories: The malignant stereotype of vicious, drunken, do-nothing kanaka and their loose-hipped, whoring wahine. Or, the benign stereotype of the childlike, tourist-loving, bare-foot, aloha-spirit natives.

Our failure to deal with the subconscious and our tendency to blame others adds up to an inability to take responsibility for our lives. The feeling of powerlessness—and eventually hopelessness—that this engenders is an emotional cancer. If the Center for Disease Control dealt with emotional plagues, this stressful state of mind would be judged a pandemic. But this delusional state of mind is shared by nearly everyone, so it is regarded as normal.

Sunset is my favorite time of day. It’s that time when the world unwinds. When the craziness of the day fades away and, even as darkness starts creeping in, the light somehow manages to prevail. When every day—good or bad—comes to an end and I get to look forward to starting over again in a few short hours.

One day soon, you’ll hear a car pull up to your curb, an engine cut out. You’ll hear footsteps coming up your front walk. Like they did for Edward Wayne Edwards, twenty-nine years after he killed Timothy Hack and Kelly Drew in Sullivan, Wisconsin. Like they did for Kenneth Lee Hicks, thirty years after he killed Lori Billingsley in Aloha, Oregon. The doorbell rings. No side gates are left open. You’re long past leaping over a fence. Take one of your hyper, gulping breaths. Clench your teeth. Inch timidly toward the insistent bell. This is how it ends for you. “You’ll be silent forever, and I’ll be gone in the dark,” you threatened a victim once. Open the door. Show us your face.

Mary Ellen finally gave in to Breanna's pleading, and they bought the latest style in swimwear. Not the kind with stockings and skirts, but the one-piece with the legs halfway up the thighs. She definitely would not wear hers.

I sometimes forget how calming the ocean can be,

Love wasn’t desire, and it wasn’t the bubbly energy of a short-term fling. Love was the deepest well, the fastest river, and the quietest stream — all in one.

What the hell do you wear to dinner with the man that you are LITERALLY in love with?!

It had only recently been discovered that dolphins could recognize themselves in a mirror, the only other animal besides a chimp to have such self-awareness.

No trip to Hana is complete without at least noticing the famous HASEGAWA STORE. Somewhat a legend (even immortalized in song), this aloha-filled delightfully overflowing country store (begin 1910) is designed to carry everything you need plus incidentals to interest the visitor. If you need film, 2 x 4's, beer or diapers. Harry the friendly proprietor, is bound to stock it.

No one has family in Hawaii. Everyone is family in Hawaii.

Jonathan Green had a firm handshake, clear eyes, and a jawline not dissimilar to Dudley Do-Right’s. He was in his early sixties, with graying hair, a beach-club tan, and a voice that was rich and comforting. A minister’s voice. He wasn’t a handsome man, but there was a sincerity in his eyes that put you at ease. Jonathan Green was reputed to be one of the top five criminal defense attorneys in America, with a success rate in high-profile criminal defense cases of one hundred percent. Like Elliot Truly, Jonathan Green was wearing an impeccably tailored blue Armani suit. So were the lesser attorneys. Maybe they got a bulk discount. I was wearing impeccably tailored black Gap jeans, a linen aloha shirt, and white Reebok sneakers. Green said, “Did Elliot explain why we wanted to see you?

Yes, Hawai'i wanted the change that statehood has brought, but we also wanted everything to stay as it was. That is, what we really wanted was for everything to change but us. -Neil Abercrombie, Hawai'i's rep. to U.S. Congress for 19 years. Originally appeared in Hana Hou! Magazine

every wave says aloha as it kisses the beach...and the beach says aloha to every wave as it returns to the sea

aloha makes perfect sense...saying hello and goodbye have an important intersection, one acknowledges the past, another the future, but both point to the moment of now, here, aloha

let it be...let it go...flush thoughts...release noise, say aloha to the sunshine over your head and the pleasures right at your feet

When the islands were taken over, the princess, Ka’iulani, who had been tricked out of her kingdom cried out to Aloha Ke Akua.” The dots danced into the figure of a young woman, broken-hearted, sobbing on the floor beside her bed. “Aloha Ke Akua’s heart was torn apart by what he saw, so in one last act he touched the island of O’ahu.” The dots formed a giant hand and finger that touched the shape of the island. “And created Hunaia Awāwa. A sanctuary. The resting place of the resting place.

accusation

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Did I ever tell you I was on TV once? Yup. I was in fifth grade, and a local news team came to cover a hurricane that blew a tree into our school. I was the girl crossing her eyes behind the newscaster, just to the left. (I saved the tape. I play

Did I ever tell you I was on TV once? Yup. I was in fifth grade, and a local news team came to cover a hurricane that blew a tree into our school. I was the girl crossing her eyes behind the newscaster, just to the left. (I saved the tape. I play it, oh, twice a month. I think it shows real talent.)

Be a rock, James. Otherwise, you’ll lose everything.

But the true meaning of the aloha spirit is something more profound: the extension of goodwill and grace with no expectation of reward, the purest expression of compassion, hospitality, and love.

Vat is real?” “But I told you, I don’t know what’s real!” “Of course not! That is what mekks it an excellent question.” The old man picked up the vodka bottle, unscrewed the cap, and started pouring more vodka into the three glasses. “Now we must toast to your question, and then you must go home and contemplate ze nature of reality, and when you hef an answer, you can come back and tell me all about it.” He handed the Aloha glass to Benny. “To reality!

The Aloha system, he learned, was an experimental, ARPA-funded network that transmitted computer data via radio waves, instead of via the telephone lines used in the Arpanet.

dropped the old name, Alto Aloha Network, in favor of a new phrase: the “ETHER Network.” “If Ethernet was invented in any one memo, by any one person, or on any one day,” says Metcalfe, “this was it.

together.

Sunny Skies Shady Characters: Cops, Killers, and Corruption in the Aloha State,

compassion and love and respect. After all, once you realize that you are equal to your neighbor, you will love and respect your neighbor because your neighbor is a part of you. We are all part of each other. Hawaiians like to say, “Respect your fellow man, and they shall respect you back,” and that recognition that we’re all in this together is a big part of aloha. In many ways, aloha is essentially the golden rule: Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

It seemed to be going well. You see, a Qliphoth can only possess an imperfect and impure body, one that’s sinned. Of course, that describes all humans except maybe for the saints. When I eat a possessed person’s sins, their body returns to a pure and holy state. With nowhere left to hide, the Qliphoth is ejected like someone spitting out a watermelon seed.

I can’t.” I scoot forward on the chair and lean close to Carolyn. She freezes, trying to keep her eyes from meeting mine. “Or maybe you’re not Hunter’s friend and you gave him a hot shot. Is that what you did, Carolyn? Did someone give you a special dose of Akira just for Hunter?” Stop digging, boys, we struck oil. Carolyn’s brain is still humming like a tuning fork, but at least she’s focused on something now. It’s there in her eyes. She’s beating herself silly trying to make all the contradictions and lies in her life add up to something sane. She really believes she’s Hunter’s friend, but the meth fog she lives in lets her justify giving Hunter drugs she knew were bad because someone up the food chain promised her more drugs or more money or the chance to settle a long-standing debt. Whatever her reasons, she feels guilty as hell. The addict self-pity tears start pumping out of her red and bruised eyes. I want to smack her to see if it snaps her brain back into gear, but I just pat her lightly on the shoulder. I keep my voice low, like I’m speaking to a child.

That’s what marriage is for me. For me, it’s not work. For me, my marriage is my refuge, my joy.

Two Jewish k’nockers, approaching Honolulu, got into an argument about the correct pronunciation of Hawaii: one was sure it was “Hawaii,” the other positive it was “Havaii.” They made a bet. When they got off the plane, they hurried over to the first native they saw and said, “Aloha! How do you pronounce the name of this island: Hawaii or Havaii?” “Havaii,” said the native. “Thank you.” “You’re velcome,” said the native.

Is this the hair you’re talking about?” he said pointing at the ponytail, as if I had a backseat piled with various clumps of disembodied hair.

But Honolulu isn’t just famous for its sky-high real estate prices. It also ranks as one of the top five most traffic-congested cities in the world. Forget what you see on Hawaii-Five-O. All those neck-snapping car chases and squealing tires are just wishful thinking. It takes hours to get from one end of O’ahu to the other.

Caller: Honey, I’m just going to be honest with you, okay? I just thought he was cute, I’m 45 years old and I’d like to meet him again, but I don’t know how to go about doing that without calling 9-1-1. I know this is not absolutely in any way, shape, or form an emergency. But if you would give the officers my phone number and ask them to come back, other than I know they have terrible lots of things to do in Aloha. Uhm, would you mind? Operator: I’ll give them the message to call you. Caller: Thank you very much, bye bye. Operator: Bye bye. The 9-1-1 operator did indeed give the officers the message. They returned to place the caller under arrest for misusing the 9-1-1 system. She received two years probation, 100 hours community service, and paid over $500 in fines for her attempt at using 9-1-1 to arrange a date night.

Plan for the best, expect the worst, and be prepared to be surprised.

afterglow.

The Bible says a man’s heart is desperately wicked, and who can know it? We’re all capable of more evil than we realize.

God wants to be the most important thing in our lives. He wants to be our first passion, our first thought in the morning. He wants to be what gives our life purpose.

At Ma’alaea

If you’re in the exorcism business, you must know a lot about demons.” “Qliphoth,” he says. “What?” “It’s the proper word for what you call a demon. A demon is a bogeyman, an irrational entity representing fear in the collective unconscious. The Qliphoth are the castoffs of a greater entity. The old gods. They’re dumb and their lack of intelligence makes them pure evil.” “Okay, Daniel Webster. What happened at the exorcism?” Traven takes a breath and stares at his hands for a minute. “You should know that I don’t follow the Church’s standard exorcism rites. For instance, I seldom speak Latin. If Qliphoth really are lost fragments of the Angra Om Ya, the older dark gods, they’re part of creatures millions of years old. Why would Latin have any effect on them?

My crown is in my heart, not on my head; Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, Nor to be seen: my crown is called content: A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy. Henry VI, Part 3, Act. 3, Scene 1 William Shakespeare

For me, panic was right up there with crying. It’s okay to want to do it, but not okay to actually do it.

Email, texting, FaceBook. Instant communication was supposed to bring us closer together, but what it really does is give us a way to keep everyone a safe distance away.

Aloha Oukou. It looked like your soul was escaping so I put you in a tree.

Racing their way somewhere they no doubt called important.

Aloha,” Gray added, but it sounded way too forced, like when upper-middle class white people walk into a Mexican bakery and say, “Hola,” so he vowed to probably never say it again.

(And if you find yourself on Arik Air Flight 104 from Johannesburg, South Africa to Lagos, Nigeria—daily service, departing at 9:35 a.m.—remember to look down and say “Aloha!”)

right here.” He pointed out an area

Aloha is being a part of all                               And all being a part of me                               When there is pain, it is my pain                               When there is joy, it is mine also                               I respect all that is                               As part of the Creator and part of me                               I will not wilfully harm anyone or anything                               When food is needed I will take only my need                               And explain why it is being taken                               The earth, the sky, the sea are mine                               To care for, to cherish, and to protect                               This is Hawaiian, this is Aloha!   (Excerpt from “Tales From The Night Rainbow” by Koko Willis and Pali Jae Lee)

Hawaii Revised Statutes. [§5-7.5] The Aloha Spirit: “Aloha Spirit”. (a) “Aloha Spirit” is the coordination of mind and heart within each person. It brings each person to the self. Each person must think and emote good feelings to others. In the contemplation and presence of the life force, “Aloha”, the following unuhi laula loa may be used: “Akahai”, meaning kindness to be expressed with tenderness; “Lokahi”, meaning unity, to be expressed with harmony; “Oluolu”, meaning agreeable, to be expressed with pleasantness; “Haahaa”, meaning humility, to be expressed with modesty; “Ahonui”, meaning patience, to be expressed with perseverance.