Asin Quotes

Adakah samudera yang lebih asin dari pada selamat tinggal?

Saatnya angin berbau asin datang dari laut. Hari ini, aku akan bermain gekkin untukmu. Suara denting senar melebur bersama udara, meresap dalam panca indera. Terlihat seperti wewangian apakah nada-nada ini... Dengan terlahirnya lagu ini, keberadaanmu mendapatkan makna baru. Kalau bersedia, bernyanyilah bersamaku. Masih ada waktu sebelum gelap. Waktu yang paling indah.

kita terlalu sibuk mengukur dalamnya laut di hati masing-masing. saat berenang dalam keasingan arusnya, kita suka lupa sayang bahwa laut diantara hati kita memiliki gelombang luka yang sulit kita jinakkan, bahkan dengan cinta laut cukup terlalu asin untuk membuat goresan luka itu makin perih dan menganga bukan?. ini cukup bagi kita untuk berenang lebih kencang mencari tepian

The greatness of a Nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated…I hold that the more helpless a creature, the more entitled it is to protection by man from the cruelty of man.’ – Mahatma Gandhi

Grūtums mans vai mana vienaldzība – Viss vienalga – tu man kaut kas esi, Viss vienalga – tu mans atoms esi, Un tu zini, ka viens atoms maina Visas cilvēciskās asinsgrupas. Nepazūdi. Asins pārliešanā Tad var iznākt liktenīga kļūda.

Anyone intelligent can make things more complex. It takes a touch of genius and a lot of courage to move in the opposite direction.’ – Albert Einstein

Did I ever tell you about Asin? She is the wild woman of the woods. It's an old story of the People. My mom used to tell me about Asin. Asin couldn't bear being married or having children or having friends. She always wanted to run wild. She ran wild through the woods. If you saw her running you had to run to water as fast as you could and drink or her restlessness would come into you like a thirst that could never be quenched. She was happy and unhappy. She had wild long hair and she was very tall and she ran like the wind. When you saw dunegrass rippling in a line she was running through it. When the wind changed direction suddenly that was Asin. She was never satisfied or content and so she ran and ran and ran. She would grab men who were fishing alone and make love to them and then throw them down on the ground and run away weeping. She would grab children who wandered too far alone in the woods but she would return them to the same spot after three days and run away again. She would listen to women talking by the fire or working in the village or gathering berries but if they invited her to join them she ran away. You could hear her crying sometimes when the sun went down. She wanted something but she never knew what it was so she had nothing. She was as free as anyone ever could be and she was trapped. When I was young I wanted to be Asin. Many times I wanted to be Asin. So do you, Nora. I know. It's okay. It's alright. My sweet love. Poor Asin. Sometimes I think to be Asin would be the saddest thing in the world. Poor thing.

What we are is God’s gift to us; what we become is our gift to God.’ – Anon

Rasa asin, kecut penderitaan yang kita alami itu sangat bergantung dari besarnya hati yang menampungnya

Saat tidak ada penerangan, (Kesedihan) Buat lah mata-harimu sendiri. dengan mengingat sejarah terang yg kau lihat di hari hari yang kau lalu dari matamu. keringkan air asin itu dgn Mata-harimu.

Aneh sekali planet ini, pikirnya. Gersang melulu, dan runcing, dan asin. Dan manusia kurang imajinasi. Mereka mengulang-ulangi kata-kata kita... Di planetku, ada setangkai bunga: dia selalu bicara duluan.

O Lord of love and kindness, who created the beautiful earth and all the creatures walking and flying in it, so that they may proclaim your glory. I thank you to my dying day that you have placed me amongst them.’ – St Francis of Assisi

Like a huge domed tent of some fabulous, golden fabric, the northern lights displayed their splendour in a beautiful, swaying, rhythmic movement that glittered and glowed in the night sky. Awed and amazed, we could only stand and watch. I could imagine choirs of angels, jewelled harps, Heaven’s

Aurelius says that one reason it doesn't matter how long you live is that this is not theatre, that the whole is not the thing. Each moment is the thing. "The soul obtains its own end, wherever the limit of life may be fixed. Not as...in a play...where the whole action is incomplete if anything cuts it short; but in every part and wherever it be stopped, it makes what has been set before it full and complete, so that it can say, 'I have what is my own.

Everything on television announced a new and better India for women. Her favorite Tamil soap opera was about an educated single girl who worked in an office. In her favorite commercials, a South Indian movie siren named Asin was recommending, along with Mirinda orange soda, more fun, a little wildness. This new India of feisty, convention-defying women wasn’t a place Meena knew how to get to.

at intervals between work schedules the next day. Everyone professed to be delighted with the goods and the only thing that we seemed not to have done was complete our own shopping! The next time we went to Inverness, once again Angus had been told and rang to say would we pick something up for him. He didn’t say what it was. When we arrived at his store, we were confronted by a Rayburn! He was quite upset when we refused to subject our backs and our elderly

We need another wiser and perhaps more mystical concept of animals. In a world older and more complete than ours, they move finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings, they are other Nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of earth.’ And

Publishers, readers, booksellers, even critics, acclaim the novel that one can deliciously sink into, forget oneself in, the novel that returns us to the innocence of childhood or the dream of the cartoon, the novel of a thousand confections and no unwanted significance. What becomes harder to find, and lonelier to defend, is the idea of the novel as—in Ford Madox Ford’s words—a “medium of profoundly serious investigation into the human case.

The Church is not simply an institution. She is a 'mode of existence,' *a way of being*. The mystery of the Church is deeply bound to the being of man, to the being of the world and to the very being of God. Ecclesial being is bound to the very being of God. From the fact that a human being is a member of the Church, he becomes [participates as/in] an 'image of God', he exists as God Himself exists, takes on God's *way of being*. This way of being is not a moral attainment, something that man *accomplishes*. It is a way of *relationship* with the world, with other people and with God, as an event of *communion*, and that is why it cannot be realized as the achievement of an *individual*, but only as an *ecclesial* fact. However, for the Church to present this way of existence, she must herself be an image of the way in which God exists. Her entire structure, her ministries etc. must express this way of existence.

Among all the methods by which love is brought into being, among all the agents which disseminate that blessed bane, there are few so efficacious as the great gust of agitation which, now and then, sweeps over the human spirit. For then the creature in whose company we are seeking amusement at the moment, her lot is cast, her fate and ours decided, that is the creature whom we shall henceforward love. It is not necessary that she should have pleased us, up till then, any more, or even as much as others. All that is necessary is that our taste for her should become exclusive. And that condition is fulfilled so soon as—in the moment when she has failed to meet us—for the pleasure which we were on the point of enjoying in her charming company is abruptly substituted an anxious torturing desire, whose object is the creature herself, an irrational, absurd desire, which the laws of civilised society make it impossible to satisfy and difficult to assuage—the insensate, agonising desire to possess her.

41. UTILIZAR LAS LISTAS DE GAMAS DE COLORES Muchos productos del catálogo de Amazon poseen diferentes referencias según el color del modelo, y por tanto diferente identificador ASIN. Esto quiere decir que puedes crear un enlace de afiliado distinto para cada uno de ellos. Una forma inteligente de aprovechar esta circunstancia es incluir en tu reseña una pequeña lista resumen, con las distintas opciones de color que hay que cada producto. ¿Hemos dicho ya que a los usuarios les encantan las listas? Una lista de este estilo, convenientemente presentada y aderezada con algunas palabras mágicas, funciona genial: ​•  ​Ver el cochecito de color rojo ​•  ​Ver el cochecito de color azul

A la vérité, si Dante est imprégné de la pensée arabe (il serait plus exact de dire islamique), ce n’est pas seulement par l’averroïsme mais aussi et surtout par l’ésotérisme çufi, et en particulier par l’enseignement de Ibn Masârra et de Mohyiddîn Ibn Arabî. Les travaux de Miguel Asin Palacios ont montré l’influence indiscutable d’oeuvres comme les Futûhât el-Mekkyiah et le Kitâb el-Isrâ sur la Divine Comédie, la Vita Nuova et le Convito (121). Le mot « imprégné » est juste en ce qu’il sous-entend un partage intellectuel se situant aux sources mêmes de la pensée, et dont l’ésotérisme incontesté des oeuvres respectives suffit à exclure tout caractère extérieur ou « profane ». René Guénon a fait observer combien est significatif à cet égard le silence gardé par Dante sur celui auquel il a emprunté le principal du symbolisme de la Divine Comédie, alors qu’il ne se fait pas faute de nommer dans ses oeuvres nombres d’auteurs exotériques comme Avicenne, Averroès, Alfarabi, Albumazar, Al Fergani, Al-Ghazzâli (ce dernier, bien que Maître çufi, était surtout connu en Occident comme docteur), etc.

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The Undermining of Western Civilization Paperback” by Leslie Stein ASIN ‏ : ‎ B0B6L779ZB ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 979-8840081624 … within much of the West and within American in particular, a Marxist presence containing fanatics with an obsessive hatred of all that their country stands for, has captured large numbers of alienated and benighted followers. As a result, a growing number of people, blind to their country’s achievements, seek the replacement of western societies based on free enterprise capitalism and liberal democratic values, by a communist regime of one form or another. It is this tendency that has induced me to write this book, based on the careful sifting of the evidence, which would provide the reader with a concise and reliable account of how, what I term the “radical left,” has arisen and influenced the Mores of present-day Western society.

All things pray, except the First.

we know and what we feel do not always coincide.

It pleases me that you teach sacred theology to the brothers, as long as—in the words of the Rule—you 'do not extinguish the Spirit of prayer and devotion' with study of this kind.” —Francis of Assisi

Bellevue and its satellites were not suburbs so much as—in the rising term—an Edge City, with its own economy, sociology, and architecture. Things made on the Eastside were odorless, labor-intensive, and credit-card thin, like computer software and aerospace-related electronics gear. They were assembled in low, tree-shaded factories, whose large grounds were known as “campuses”—for in Bellevue all work was graduate work, and the jargon of school and university leaked naturally into the workplace. Seen from an elevated-freeway distance, Bellevue looked like one of its own products: a giant circuit board of color-coded diodes and resistors, connected by a mazy grid of filaments.