Inyang Quotes

No matter how low or crazy this old man is, he knows the spark of weed definitely sets hell ablaze and the man getting burned has only the madhouse to cool his feet!

To be big is good But big is not absolutely Everything in life there is. Common sense more often Than strength and might Wins the ultimate life’s race. In life, it does not Matter what are Your endowments or age. Just pray for the nous To use what you have got To your greatest advantage.

I have realized in Every struggle to achieve A good thing in life, You'll meet opposition. Don't be daunted, Stay determined and focussed And somehow you'd get To your destination. Obstructions are only Artificial walls that Are hammered down By your doggedness. You have to prove You have resilience Before you finally Can cruise to success. And don't be surprised That success brings Everyone wanting To hop into your bus – They would hug, hail And cheer; everyone would Celebrate you, of course. Everything you do, Do it well and this Would bring you every Single friend and fan. In everyone is the streak of A champion: we step out With our talent to further Our fabulous plan.

If my husband is working for Rose, he should not come to Mary for salary at the end of the month.

I know, even in the scene of theft, the saint weed smoker becomes the culprit.

Girls never heard what is said once – it always has to be repeated.

The world we live in is a product of a grand dream … the dream of a Great Thinker; yes, the Big Poet. That’s why wherever you go, you hear the sweet music flowing about it … the chirping of crickets; the sough of the wind … The whistling of a bird, the gurgle of a stream. The buzz of the bees, the creaks of tree limbs. The chatter of monkeys, the patter of the rain …

Love has wide-open eyes. You either see or pretend to be blind. I prefer you see and affectionately point out what you want and what you don’t. But if you pretend to be blind, then your love ship is heading for the rocks because your blindness would get to a point you actually want to see but then it would have been too late.

If I’m going right and she’s going left, then she’s not the one for me. If she’s straining to change me and I’m too rigid in my ways, you can see clearly conflict is brewing. If I’m making a joke and she doesn’t have enough sense of humour to catch it, then our house is on fire and that girl can’t be the one for me.

Of course, mission aborted Is what happens To a spy who goes Chasing some fry. The super spy must Keep constantly The big picture Before his very eye. Quarrels or fights Or romance should Not move the spy. The super spy Must always play The real tough guy.

As we all know, life remains a mystery with so many things we would never get to their bottoms no matter how we try digging. The only thing I know, if I may borrow a saying from a friend of mine, is that the One who makes the snail to crawl slowly blesses it with ability to climb and hide among the leaves.

Weed has a way of making short distances long and the long ones short. We need clear eyes to get this baboon. We can do it in one quarter of that time.

Everyone agreed even the mad man has his own special friend.

People confuse love with sex. Having sex doesn’t mean you’re in love. Sex with the wrong partner destroys. Wrong mating is the major cause of the devastation the world is witnessing. If only true love could reign in the hearts of couples, then the entire world would witness peace. Harmony in the homes would create cohesion in the communities and cohesion in the communities spells agreement amongst nations and that would readily translate to global peace. But tension-filled homes which are the products of loveless relationships are infecting the bloodstream of international relationship and that’s the number one reason for chaos everywhere. The chap with a gun shooting down others I can tell you is a child from a loveless home. He knows no love and can’t extend it either. The world has plenty of sex but is wanting in love.

Children of nowadays … they have no respect for anyone anymore. Look at his teeth grinning. You wonder who amongst us is his mate!

He’d come to believe if those jumping from one woman to another are doing so because of the gold they are digging in those bodies, then those bodies certainly have poor yields. He knew the gold in his woman’s body he would never end digging for all his life.

You’re still way back in the past … I’m not here to argue with you over the merits and demerits of village life. But I’d tell you one thing: village people have more time in their hands to play with than you that is constrained with the hassles of the life in the city. They have the gadgets you don’t even have and they have more time watching more number of videos than people in the city. So you’d be surprised more village girls these days know a lot more than those in the cities.

Who said a crab could not be good too for making pepper soup?

When a thief steals from a thief, God only laughs.

I said initially The super spy didn't get Embroiled in any fight? Yes, frivolously I meant But when anyone aims For your life, defending Yourself becomes your right.

Girls would never hear what is said once – it always has to be repeated.

What others wallow in daily and do not appreciate, the poet ever with his ears to the ground would discern and acknowledge in just a moment. Children are poets. Watch them at play and you’d learn to appreciate so many things you’ve already taken for granted.

You interest me more and more … You don’t mix, have no girl – that I’m hundred per cent sure of – how do you love? Loners like you are the problem of this world!

There you are wrong … I know love not lust. When I love, it is done with my soul involved. As for loners, there are two worlds of loners. One, those who are alone and confused and get into evil; and two, those who are alone and productive. The latter group I belong to. I need to be away from the crowd, to think and find solutions to nagging problems around me. Being on my own enables me to think and see clearly the solutions to the many problems plaguing our world. I wish everyone could have some quality time to themselves and this world in no time would be a better place for all to live in.

I would. When we do we won’t know where it starts and where it ends. Sex for us would be a spice in our soup pot of love mixed with other ingredients to make our lives’ meals exciting. A spice alone can’t cook you a soup. You need dozens of ingredients to make it work. People burn their love pots for failure to combine the basic ingredients.

Couples need the salt of understanding themselves … the palm oil of care so they could blend. They need appropriate seasoning of trust to avoid unnecessary friction in their midst. There has to be unhindered flow of water of communication. They must deeply love themselves so as to unite and make each home a sweet pot of soup.

It’s all about having the heart … to leave the city and its false glitter for home if you’ve tried long enough and still can’t make it. I would be a big liar to tell you it’s easy to survive after having left home for years. You’re almost like a child when you return – you are starting from the scratch. But you have to behave like a child too if you’re ready to survive; be ever eager to learn. Get ready to take insults from every village rats set to eat your yams of respect and pride. Toe the line till you settle down properly and begin to understand the ways of the people back home. People would laugh at you at first but when your conditions start improving, everyone would laugh with you. Don’t forget the saying of our people: the same mouth that speaks of evil is the same mouth that speaks of good. It’s the heart to go back not minding the years that have been wasted. That is the secret.

The sisters were flitting like butterflies around flowers from one husband to another.

But now, even in those clothes that were once very tight around her, she now looked like nothing more than a skeleton draped in a maternity gown.

If you think rules, laws, Doctrines and ideals are Meant to order humans; The chaos they cause Shows they are nothing more Than a bunch of nuisance. Or rather, the human is So stiff-necked, he's always Kicking against the rule. Yes also, the human is So self-centred, she's always Cornering the common pool.

I understand in human Society, there are rights And also responsibilities: So many humans love Claiming rights but would neglect Responsible activities. So many humans love Acting like masters While turning others To slaves and servants. Among some humans, justice Is bought and those Who write big cheques Are the claimants.

You are everything to the degree of your consciousness