Jaeger Quotes

The world is merciless, and it's also very beautiful.

I hate Olivia Jaeger. I fucking hate her, and I’d happily never love anything if I could hate her my whole life.

There's something I firmly believe in: the people who have the ability to change something in this world. All, without exception, have guts to abandon things important to them if they have to. They are those who even abandon their humanity if they're pressed hard to outdo monsters. People who can't throw away something important can never hope to change anything!

What's so good about giving up? Is it better to escape from reality, to the point where you're throwing away your hope?

Some people believe in imaginary friends. I believe in imaginary numbers.

On that day, mankind received a grim reminder. We lived in fear of the titans, and were disgraced to live in these cages we called walls.

Why did Nicky call me the Baby Killer?" Kiara sniffled. "Because she is a bitch," Leontes said. Jaeger gave him a chastising look. "She's dead." "Dying did not make her any less of a bitch," Leontes replied.

Liv Jaeger has been a bloody nuisance since the day I met her, but sometimes I’m not even sure what bugs me so much about her. She stays in her lane, doesn’t she? But I love pushing her. I love it like nothing else.

Your wit never ceases to underwhelm me.

God gave us free will so that we might choose our own destinies. He left it up to us to achieve them.

God is like a search engine — He is willing to answer your requests, but you must ask Him the right questions.

You aren't ugly, my dear. Do not listen to anyone who would say so, even yourself.

The world is ending. This is your chance. Would you rather die here, or in a Jaeger?

For your little sister, who was eaten by dogs... Isn't it to get revenge? For your comrades from the restoration, for Dina, for Kruger, we need to keep moving forward to avenge them. Even if you die. Even after you die. This is the story... that you started.

Why... did I choose *this*?! I might've been able to save them... I left them to die! I... I... That's it... It's because... I wanted... something new to rely on... something to believe in... like I did when I was with them... I'm sick of... being treated like a monster. I've had enough... of being shunned... So... I just wanted to think... that I should believe in my comrades... because it's easier that way...

Luck is often just skill expressing itself without the brain’s consent.

The only working model of socialism I have ever seen is in an elementary school classroom.

At the moment you think all is lost, the future remains.

I often take ill-gotten gold So folk won't starve or feel cold But gold today was rightly won When you named me your champion. So learn this lesson well today My warrant you will never pay For like arrows, Robins fly free None shall my master ever be

She’s better than a drug. I always knew she had it in her. Like a fucking drug. But I don’t want her to let me go. It took so long to get us here I hate Olivia Jaeger. I fucking hate her, and I’d happily never love anything if I could hate her my whole life. Bitter but beautiful, like Valium on my tongue. That’s what she’s like

Writing is dreaming for me, and I can dream most anywhere.

Dreams are doorways into other dimensions that you forget how to open once you’re awake.

Sometimes changing the world is as simple as changing the way you look at it.

By reading this, you’ve given me brief control over your mind.

She was a Home Counties, Kate-loving, Jaeger-shopping, Lean In-feminist who arranged animal-welfare fundraisers at the weekends and bought handmade earrings from Etsy.

We go to school so that when we grow up we can make lots of money, and we make lots of money so we can provide for our children, and we have children to provide for our retirement (because we don’t have any money left).

Jaeger cupped his cheek in her hand and gave her a look that turned her insides to molten gold. “I’m sure I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I don’t care how many years we have together, it isn’t going to be long enough.” Love

But maybe she could have her own small happiness. Maybe she could have a life with people that were kind and did not ignore her, who did not care what she looked like.

Yes, writing comes easy for me and it's also a painful, arduous process. I love writing. I hate writing. I never want to write again, and I want to write all day, everyday.

Only people are worth dying for.

It's fine to have a dream girl, but you should ask yourself…would you be her dream boy?

Life is like a box of cookies: it's good while it lasts, but before you know it, it's gone.

He oído algo sobre que te rindes porque piensas que no puedes ganar. Dime, ¿de qué sirve tirar la toalla? ¿Qué tiene de bueno renunciar a toda esperanza y escapar de la realidad?

I'm glad I'm not good compared to God, because if I was, He wouldn't be much of a god.

Is orgasmalicious a word?" ~ Colleen O'Dowd, Wedding Planner from DEARLY BELOVED

The Ancient Greeks had this idea that being physically beautiful was the same as being ethically good and, likewise, being physically ugly was the same as being ethically bad.’ They had a word for this: kalokagathia, which came from kalos, meaning beautiful, kai, meaning ‘and’, and agathos, meaning ‘good’. ‘This idea, that the bodily form is inherently important for understanding who someone is, is very much still with us,’ he said. The scholar Professor Werner Jaeger has written of kalokagathia’s roots in early Greek aristocracy, describing it as their ‘ideal of human perfection, an ideal towards which the elite of the race was constantly trained’. Just as John Pridmore’s self snatched core ideas of who he was and who he ought to be from his culture, so does mine.

It becomes more and more difficult to credit Lisa with being a quarter Russian. Somewhere and within and behind this quintessentially middle-class middle- England figure in her Jaeger suit and floppy-bowed silk shirt and her neat polished shoes lies the most tormented people in the history of the world. Somewhere in Lisa's soul, though she knows little of it and cares less, are whispers of St Petersburg, of the Crimea, of Pushkin, of Turgenev, of million upon million enduring peasants, of relentless winters and parched summers, of the most glorious language ever spoken, of samovars and droshkys and the sad sloe-eyed faces of a thousand icons. Lisa carried in her spirit matters she knows not of. I look at Lisa and wolves howl across the steppe, the blood flows at Borodino, Irina sighs for Moscow. All derivative, all in the mind - the confection of fact and fantasy that is how we know the world.

The world-view of the poets centred in their experience of human destiny itself and of the way in which it could be overcome through that spirit of heroism in the midst of tragedy which had grown to maturity in the hard struggles of a century filled with inward upheaval and threatened with constant danger from without.

The Ancient Greeks had this idea that being physically beautiful was the same as being ethically good and, likewise, being physically ugly was the same as being ethically bad.’ They had a word for this: kalokagathia, which came from kalos, meaning beautiful, kai, meaning ‘and’, and agathos, meaning ‘good’. ‘This idea, that the bodily form is inherently important for understanding who someone is, is very much still with us,’ he said. The scholar Professor Werner Jaeger has written of kalokagathia’s roots in early Greek aristocracy, describing it as their ‘ideal of human perfection, an ideal towards which the elite of the race was constantly trained’.

Have you ever been friends with a girl before?” she finally asked. “Friends?” “Yes. Friends.” “Have a beer and shoot some pool friends? Or the kind with benefits?” She laughed out loud, shook her head and grinned. “Have you ever been friends with a girl without having sex mixed into the equation?” “Not since I was sixteen,” he admitted and then felt his neck heat.

Moving satellites, the term for testing and tracking the source, or sources, of originating signals, was rarely done. However, there didn’t seem to be a choice in this case. They could not figure out with whom Gaines was talking, and even more problematic was his method of communication. Jaeger jumped rope while waiting for the results. He knew the NSA had some exposure during the maneuvers, namely the loss of surveillance, but it would just be a few minutes of darkness. Then they’d have an answer. In a solar-powered bunker located on the same Taos property where he’d met Gale, Booker sucked down a yerba mate power smoothie filled with one of his special blend of herbs. He needed to stay up all night, and this would do it. Two aides assisted him in handling the fast-breaking situations.

Desde el momento en que nacemos, todos nosotros...somos libres. Rechazar eso, incluso si no eres lo suficientemente fuerte, no es algo que piense hacer. Incluso la brillante agua, o las vastas tierras de hielo...todo está bien. Para poder ver lo que sigue más adelante. Está en mis manos ser libre. Lucha. Una vida utilizada para eso es algo de lo que no me arrepentiré. No importa cómo de terrorífico pueda ser el mundo, eso es algo que no me importa. No importa que tan cruel sea el mundo, es algo que no me preocupa. ¡Lucha!, ¡¡Lucha!!, ¡¡LUCHA!!

the marble really heavy? And fragile?” She tucked a wisp of her blond hair behind her ear. “Oh yes! We had to pull some strings. But Walter is a close

Plus, I wondered if any of these celebrities were alive; or if Brangelina was now a zombified couple.

Normal is a societal construct that is created by us. There is no consistency across civilizations. What is normal to one person is not to another. It once was normal to own slaves and be prejudiced against people of color like you and others. It was once normal to make women wear dresses and cover themselves. And long before that it was normal to cut off someone’s hand for stealing instead of putting them in jail. Eventually, all societal constructs fall to new ideas. Normal is one of them. (Varick Jaeger to Kieran Sung)

If you are not willing to be a little crazy, go about your business.

We already have. Your detective is dead. The police will rule it as an unfortunate accident. The painting is ours, and you’ll remember nothing about us drugging you and taking the painting. Nothing about us killing your precious boyfriend and nothing about the demise of the noble Max Jaeger.” She gasped at his admission. “And, of course, nothing of what we’re about to do next….” His words hung in the air as both men leered at her.

Nansen introduced what has come to be known as the layer principle. Still faithful to Dr Jaeger’s precepts, he stuck to pure wool. There were to be four layers: underwear, shirt, sweater and, finally, jacket, knee breeches and leggings made of a tough, thick Norwegian woollen material called vadmel.

i don't have time to worry whether it's right or wrong. You can't hope for a horror story with a happy ending! Yeah, it's a cruel world out there.

Bernard of Clairvaux shared with Goethe and Balzac the art of charging narratives with his own charisma (and this is probably the only context in which those three names can be mentioned in one breath). On the surface self-representation was not the purpose of such narratives; they presented themselves as fiction or as commentaries on scripture. Let me suggest the word 'autography' to describe the process. 'Autography' is writing yourself into your own composition, not by describing yourself, but by infusing your own presence into it. The reader feels your presence, but sees someone or something else.

FALLING   Book One of the Hemlock Bay Series A Novel   By Amber Jaeger

and white walls

For me, the essence of being a professional soldier was in being operational. It was the core of a soldier’s identity and eligibility.

I can get it right on the page," Carly told him. "Real life has no edits." from THE VOICES OF ANGELS

Warm honey, a shot of raw whiskey, and a little hot puff of smoke wafted from his mouth like a fine and rare brandy being decanted. -- Chloe San Valentine from 3 WISHES

I remember being little and wondering if I smoothed this line away would I be able to see inside you, like it was a door or some kind of opening to your insides. Dumb, huh?” “Sweet,” he said, softly. “Little girl sweet. Never dumb.” Her eyes traveled up to his and locked there. “When I got older I wondered what it would be like to kiss it.

Hush.” He kissed her forehead. “Ever since that day, all I’ve wanted is a second chance. Now,” he pulled her body closer, wrapped both arms around her small waist, his hand resting just above the dent in her spine. “We’re both a little older, a little more mature. Some of us are much more experienced—” “And conceited.” “Experienced,” he said, the laugh in his voice quiet and seductive, “and things can be so much better.

Ideas are like wine. They get better when they have time to mature.

He ground his teeth and pushed hard. His muscles screamed from the effort. But where he pushed, the legions of the Damned pushed with him. They were innumerable, thousands upon thousands. There were farmers, fishwives, merchants and priests. And there were warriors. Felix saw the outline of armour and axes, Magnus's army, the shades of those that had once battled Chaos and would now battle it once more at Felix's side.

At least, I’m not as terrible a magician as whoever enchanted that poor cat! - Mildred Jaeger

check out the Shodan search engine for the Internet of Things. Here are thousands of links to Internet-connected devices – many of them accessible without a password – including private and public IP cameras. Tracking

All her years of maturity had been devoted either to distorting or side-stepping the less agreeable facts motivating her self-indulgent conduct.

She had one of those twisty minds that find no difficulty in sublimating their meanest little impulses to almost dizzily ethical heights.

At the substantive level, there is a complete break between the intention of the people and the intention of Christ, but at the level of the concrete event there is continuity. Because these two levels must remain, an isolated word must remain ambiguous. In my course on salvation I have almost finished the presentation of your theory and my book. I am now beginning to engage with [la confrontation avec] the tradition. The central idea of the Church Fathers was: redemption = paideia (education) through the Logos. There is the whole problem of the Logos, as you show in your book. But there is also the whole problem of paideia. The excellent book by Werner Jaeger, Paideia,100 shows that all Greek thinking was dominated by the issue of paideia. Plato especially sought nothing other than the man of virtue, the mastery of desire and of violence through the education of man; and education is made possible, according to him, by the knowledge of the good. Jaeger shows that “the State” of Plato was nothing but a corporation engaged in the business of education (albeit a company that closely resembles a concentration camp). Jaeger also shows that the Greek idea of the “paideia” was totally centered on the “paradeigma” (model) and “mimesis.” But that idea of mimesis was very different from your idea of mimesis. The Greek idea: the one who imitates a virtuous man becomes virtuous and the man who imitates bad people becomes bad. The problem of rivalry is not in evidence.—But it is easily shown anyway. There are texts in Seneca where the idea of imitating the gods leads to the idea of surpassing the gods. I see now in the idea of education the great tendency of humanity to try to overcome rivalry and violence without getting to the truth of the scapegoat. The great ideal of the Age of Enlightenment: the education of humanity (Rousseau, Lessing, Herder, Goethe). The great ideal of Mao: the education of the new man (in a state that looks a bit like the state of Plato).

You can believe in God, or you can believe in America as the greatest country on Earth, but you can’t believe in astrology. Astrology is like mathematics or physics or language. It’s a tool, an organized system of thought that can be used to investigate or discover something. Believing is an act of faith. I believe in God, but I don’t believe in astrology. I can only make observations that either uphold or refute astrological theory.

How you lead yourself is how you lead others.

This work is not about proving yourself, it's about improving yourself.

Small shifts have seismic level impact.

You are at choice with how you live your life.

For a week now, I've walked past the HELP WANTED sign in the window, trying to work up the courage to step inside. I hear Tony's voice in my head. You don't need to work, Judy, You're my wife. But Tony isn't here to stop me.

To anyone who has been the one holding it together for everyone else while silently losing yourself to the chaos within. I’m glad you’re still here.

It talks,” Jaeger said. He hated therians and her in particular.

It talks,” Jaeger said. He hated therians and her in particular. Sophia backed away. “It’s an invasive like these awful trees.” Betty waved her hands toward the towering blue-gray eucalyptus that shielded the party from the street. “If we aren’t careful, it will infest our coven.

She checked the time on her wristwatch—a Jaeger-LeCoultre Rendez-Vous, diamond accent, a gift from Martin—and saw that it was noon precisely.

I’ve heard agony and I’ve heard ecstasy, but I can’t tell what I’m hearing from Stefan now. I only know I’ve never heard anything like it, and hope to never hear it again, a jubilant keening that warbles and wails to a point no human voice could go without breaking, except his continues onward, upward. He folds in half, backward, no longer able to hold himself upright—only Jaeger is keeping him standing. On his upside-down face is a wide-eyed look of transcendence and awe. Yogis spend their entire lives hoping for one peek at whatever he’s seeing.

It’s a lie, it’s a lie, I’m screaming inside. I think of paralyzing venoms and morphine dreams. You’re only seeing what will keep you docile… But try telling him that. As Stefan sags further, a gap opens between them, and in the hostile interplay of firelight and shadow, I catch a glimpse of the network of gnashing maws at the chaotic center of Jaeger’s being.

The explanation is simple: you choose a body you think will help you overcome insecurities or other emotional issues, only to discover the body has little to do with the soul and its workings.

impression management skills,” a blend between authenticity and managing and controlling our public image.

Heel Drive A termed used by coaches to inform the gymnasts they want them to drive their heels harder up and over on the front side of a handspring vault or front handspring on floor. Stronger heel drives create more rotation and potential for block and power. Hecht Mount A mount where the gymnast jumps off a spring board while keeping their arms straight, pushes off of the low bar, and catches the high bar. Inverted Cross Performed by men on the rings, it is an upside down cross. Iron Cross A strength move performed by men on the rings. The gymnast holds the rings straight out on either side of their body while holding themselves up. Arms are perpendicular to the body. Jaeger Performed on bars, a gymnast swings from a front Giant and lets go of the bar, into a front flip and catches the bar again. Jaeger can be done in the straddle, pike, and layout position, and is occasionally performed in a tucked position. Kip The most commonly used mount for bars, the gymnast glides forward, pulls their feet to the bar, then pushes up to front support, resting their hips on the bar. Layout A stretched body position.

Books are pieces of your soul that you lend out to other people.

etc. In the APA program abstract Dr. Jaeger wrote, “Regardless of the initial diagnosis, patients who underwent brain SPECT prior to, or during, psychiatric hospitalization had markedly shorter stays than controls. As demonstrated by this clinical database (two thousand patients), brain SPECT may lead to more effective, shorter, safer, and less expensive diagnostic and treatment modes in children and adolescents with suspected neuropsychiatric illness.

etc. In the APA program abstract Dr. Jaeger wrote, “Regardless of the initial diagnosis, patients who underwent brain SPECT prior to, or during, psychiatric hospitalization had markedly shorter stays than controls. As demonstrated by this clinical database (two thousand patients), brain SPECT may lead to more effective, shorter, safer, and less expensive diagnostic and treatment modes in children and adolescents with suspected neuropsychiatric illness.” His experience completely dovetailed with mine. I wondered, “How can we not look at the brain?” Cardiologists look at the heart, orthopedic doctors have X-rays to examine bones, gastroenterologists look at the gut, pulmonologists look at the lungs, every other medical specialist looks at the particular organ they treat. And, we deal with the most complicated organ in the body. How can we treat it without having any information on how it functions? Psychiatrists are the only medical specialists who never look at the organ we treat!

Localization in space and time is a limitation for humans: we always exist in a given place and time, and we cannot be everywhere at once. We should not make the mistake of expecting technical progress to free us from the human condition: despite all the advances in transport and communication systems, we remain bound to a single location. Wanting to break free of it is a sign we have listened to the serpent’s sly words, which long ago tempted the first humans to want to become like gods.

I'm gonna destroy them!! Every last one of those animals that's on this earth!! - Eren Yeager

The problem with trying to inject moral regulation into a capitalistic venture is that capitalism itself is an inherently immoral enterprise. It is designed for the good of the self at the expense of the good of others.

heavy

Agatha: I… I didn’t realize there were other generals. Mamma Gkika: Ho! Hyu just met dose three old ogres on Castle Wulfenbach, yez? Iz a good thing dere’s more of us den dot. Dun vorry. Ven dis iz all calmed down, ve’ll make sure huy meet all of us. Agatha: … in the same room? At the same time? Mamma Gkika: Dun vorry. Just bring a big stick.

The man across from him introduced himself as Mr. Rothstein. Expensive, well-tailored, three-piece suit, probably from Saville Row in London. Nice shoes to match, likely Italian. Jaeger-LeCoultre Reverso watch that easily cost as much as the suit and shoes combined. It all added up to serious money. Good for JC. The man was near six feet tall,

Zeke snapped his notebook shut and shoved in into a pocket. "I'm going to take a look around outside while Molly bandages up the victim. I'll need to ask her a hell of a lot of questions, but they can wait till she's conscious." "You'll get better answers that way," Jaeger said, mouth curving.

steel Jaeger-Lecoultre Reverso Grande Taille

You should get a divorce. I admit what some dithering nincompoops are still imbecile enough to call “misconduct” on 47 occasions since August 3rd—the fatigue of constant travel must excuse the smallness of the figure—with Hanni Jaeger of Berlin. It will be no good asking for alimony because we are all in the soup together with the Rt. Hon. Lord Beaverbrook and the British Empire. Best of all to you! 24

I think all the ways we've failed to serve others will matter much more in the end than all the ways we've over-served ourselves.

Jaeger” mindset. Light infantrymen are hunters on the battlefield and every effort should be made to impress this upon new members of the unit. All hunters require fieldcraft of a high order. Light infantry should hunt enemies the same way they hunt game.

Broad perspective. Light infantry must consider their actions in the widest context possible. In referring to the actions of light infantry more than 200 years ago, Johann von Ewald, a Hessian Jaeger company commander, wrote that a light infantry leader “has to do on a small scale what a general does on a large scale.” This means that light infantry leaders must consider how their actions will impact the mission at the highest levels. While an action may be beneficial at a local, tactical level, will it aid in achieving victory at the more powerful operational or strategic levels, or the mental and moral levels? All leaders, no matter how junior, must be educated, encouraged and rewarded for thinking in as broad a context as possible.

Hanna reached for Margaret's hand, knowing nothing she could say would bring comfort. Margaret would never see her grandmother again. Nor would Hanna see her Oma, who had wept when Hanna boarded the ship for America, waving goodbye for the last time. Only the elderly and frail were left behind. And letters from home were not the same as a warm laugh or a cup of tea shared on a cold day.

Margaret looked at the ring on her finger. "Gran gave me this before we boarded the ship. It's the most special thing in the world to me. I'll never take it off, Hanna. No matter how hungry I am.

We would like to forget about what has been done to us. And we need to deal with it somehow. How we deal doesn’t make us bad people. The way our past has shaped us doesn’t condemn who we are today.

The ride back to Jaeger’s is silent, what with the bomb he dropped. It took on nuclear proportions when he handed me a check for my portion of the commission—forty percent. If he shocked me speechless with the carving, I almost passed out when he handed me the check. Jaeger had to get me out of his client’s house quickly; my speech had degraded to mumbles and gasps.