Koe Quotes

No matter how good a person you think you've become... ...someday, you get what's coming to you.

The deaths—tiny ones, false ones, real ones—we undertake in the name of love are the closest that we ever come to greatness.

Just what is a friend anyway? When do people start seeing each other as friends? When they first talk alone? When they exchange contact information? When they take a photo together? I’ll bet they know... what friends are.

There are things that cut through swathes of memory, there are things you take with you that are non-essential, that drag you down, but you can't offload them because there is only one way to throw them overboard and that is for you to walk the plank.

Minä en koe elämääni tienä, matkana kehdosta hautaan, vaan esineenä, astiana, joka vähitellen täyttyy ja täyteen tultuaan hajoaa.

Alice, you must be the fulcrum of your own universe, and I feel the shame in my chest, that I can only pivot around people.

Life is difficult because in order to progress we have to come to terms with the things we do not have.

Small people need to talk more loudly to be heard. Well I'm small aren't I, I'm not even 1.6 metres tall, but you don't see me raising my voice. Maybe you're okay with not being heard. I just want to be heard by the right people. The right person.

There is no such thing in the world, as I cannot live without you; you cannot live without me. The earth spins. Time passes. Rice is eaten. What is there to disprove?

We tend to forget that happiness doesn’t come as a result of getting something we don’t have, but rather recognizing and appreciating what we do have.

Being used to something is such a poor excuse for prolonging anything, but it seems a national pastime, don't you think? We let ourselves get into the habit of the grind, we let the grind wear us down.

October, the urban anthropologist will say, tapping his foot steadily, we are sociologists, not politicians. We are academics, not charity workers. Life is a phenomenon.

A relationship means exhaustion. Entrapment. I haven’t the energy for the eventuality of it. Love is no big truth.

There doesn’t seem to be a more worthwhile endeavor to dedicate your life to than to see what you are capable of.

Eternity is not the crux; the only necessary knowledge is that we once possessed each other.

It's delicious. But why is Malay chili sweet? It helps the musicians write better love songs.

If you don't have ideas, read. If you have ideas, but can't articulate them, write. If you have ideas, and have the clarity to execute, build." - Dan Koe

The truth was probably that my mother had been so defined by the existence of my father that when he died, she couldn’t see anything else before her. He’d closed his fist around her, she’d let him, and then when he died there was so much white space of possibility around her, she couldn’t breathe.

Ihmisen usko jumaliin on kehittynyt evoluution myötä, joten meidän taipumuksessamme uskoon täytyy olla jotain etua evoluution kannalta. Ankaran materialistinen käsitys - että me olemme koe, jota eläinproteiini suorittaa itsellään - on useimpien mielestä aivan liian tyly ja lohduton ja johtaa nihilismiin.

Almost afraid of the answer, I asked a question I’d never had to ask before. “Do you not like chocolate?” His eyes went a little unfocused, and his brow furrowed hard. “I don’t understand. What is chow-koe-lahte?” It took me a solid ten seconds of staring to realize my mouth was hanging open. Did he just… How could he… Oh, that poor, poor man.

You're being cheap. Naw, I'm being anti-consumerist.

How is it possible that we were fated only to meet, but not destined to be together?

If I, xxx, do unto xxx any manner of betrayal, may the heavens punish me via lighting striking me down dead.

I like the thought. Now tell me, have you ever pantomimed a picnic across a swimming pool floor?

Know what you need to sing well? What? Dead knots in your heart.

Pride is not difficult to swallow when you weigh the odds. I've always been level-headed.

Life has its ups and downs! There isn’t a person who hasn’t done something wrong!

What else have you got?! Obligation?! A sense of duty?! So your guilt is what’s keeping you going then?!

Collective mental energy is what creates modern power. From the bottom up, key pillars of the external world’s structure are fueled by unconscious attention, intention, and will.

Liu Tsong, her father laughed, you have your ideas, but they don't make any sense. They make sense to me, she answered. But, my girl, he said gently enough, you are not the world.

Bwaha! As long as you have love and a little masochism in you, you can beat a little thing like an allergy, can you not?

If you don’t know what you want, you will be told what you want, and you will believe it. If you don’t create a purpose, you will be assigned one. If you don’t create a career, you will be assigned one. If you don’t create a hierarchy of goals to invest your mental energy in, you will be assigned one, like climbing a corporate, religious, or status ladder just to realize you’ve wasted 80% of your life.

To be without language, without distraction, with someone you love. Language has given them ways of hiding from each other... The currency of spoken language forces everything to be too precise, yet not enough.

But I love Sir long time, she'd said repeatedly, blubbering, but I love Sir long time. The wife got up and slapped her smartly across the face. Love? The wife gave a bark of laughter. What do you think you know about love?

There was a Chinese girl I was gila in love with, Deddy Haikel says to the young nurse, as she listens to his heartbeat, assessing the damage of this second heart attack. I would have done anything to get into her pants, and it wasn't even about that.

Su is so used to the privacy of her feelings she is unsure about sharing them, even with her sister. Having someone bear witness to your pain is risky: it takes the experience out of your hands, makes things real in a way you cannot unmake. Alone, you're free to rearrange the pieces till they sit right in your head.

Elke organisatie, politieke partij of vakbeweging is bij voortduring aan bederf onderhevig. Maar wie zich daardoor laat afschrikken, is veroordeeld als een koe in de wei te leven, die vreet en herkauwt, zich gewillig laat melken en, op haar tijd, geslacht wordt. Uit instinct voelde ik, dat ik de schaduwzijden van de georganiseerde vakbeweging op de koop toe moest nemen. Later zou ik leren, dat verwording in de arbeidersbeweging voornamelijk dáár voorkomt, waar zij geen wetenschappelijke grondslag heeft. Hoe beter de strijd voor het socialisme wetenschappelijk gefundeerd wordt, hoe gemakkelijker ontaarding of verraad bestreden kunnen worden.

Having someone bear witness to your pain is risky: it takes the experience out of your hands, makes things real in a way you cannot unmake. Alone, you're free to rearrange the pieces till they sit right in your head. If no one else saw the way you cried, you can tell yourself it didn't matter that much, did it? Support is superfluous. She prefers having control to having her hand held.

The glorious imprecision of language, the impossible endeavour of saying what you mean to another. She sees, with benevolent distance, how hopeless and winsome it is to be in this skin. How human it is to attempt a futile expression of your innermost secrets to another by vibrating strings in your throat to make an avalanche of sentences. To laugh, to sing, to cry out loud. How we all wish so badly to be heard.

The future of work will not be work. It will be play. The human psyche is wired for survival. Entrepreneurship is modern-day survival. But most people have a twisted view of entrepreneurship. It’s not about starting the next billion-dollar company. It’s about leveraging your stack of skills, unique story, and finite focus to create a life of meaning. Everyone is an entrepreneur. Some just get paid for the value they cultivate outside of the conditioned path.

Eläimen näkökulmasta sillä tehtävä koe, joka ei hyödytä kyseistä eläinyksilöä, on turha.

A relationship means exhaustion. Entrapment. I haven’t the energy for the eventuality of it. Love is no big truth.

The truth was probably that my mother had been so defined by the existence of my father that when he died, she couldn’t see anything else before her. He’d closed his fist around her, she’d let him, and then when he died there was so much white space of possibility around her, she couldn’t breathe.

Angla, zei moeder. Onze koe. Die kun je meenemen. Maar Karl Orsa was niet uit op Angla en ook niet op het geld; maar een ieder wordt verzocht, als hij door zijn eigen begeerten verlokt wordt; hij had zijn zinnen op moeder gezet. Een hele koe, zei moeder. Als dat niet genoeg is, weet ik het niet. Maar hij wilde niet, het leek wel of die koe hem moest worden opgedrongen. Het hooi is in maart toch op, zei moeder. We hebben toch niet genoeg. En wat moeten we dan beginnen? je kunt haar net zo goed meenemen. In het voorjaar hebben we toch alleen maar last van haar. Ten slotte kon hij er niet meer omheen, om die duivelse koe. Dan gaan we maar eens kijken, zei hij. Niet om het een of ander. Maar omdat jij er zo op aandringt, Tea. In de stal kneep hij zowaar in Angla en hij bekeek de poten en streek met zijn hand over de rug. Hoe oud is ze? vroeg hij. Ze wordt dit najaar tien, zei moeder. Vel over been, zei Karl Orsa, meer niet. En hij had gelijk, veel bijzonders was Angla niet. Een oude koe, zonder de minste levenslust. Ge kende zelfs Angla, Heer. Het was zoals het was. En Karl Orsa liet zijn blik langs de uiers gaan. Wondjes aan de spenen, zei hij. Lege uiers. Daarna wierp hij een steelse blik op moeder, zij had een volle, vaste boezem. Je kon zien dat hij dacht: die tieten. Maar voor de slacht? probeerde moeder. Als slacht-koe? Toen moest hij voor de tweede keer met zijn ogen en handen over Angla heen gaan, ook van slachtdieren had hij verstand. Veel vlees zit er niet aan, zei hij. Veel meer dan een skelet is het niet. Een lege ruiter. een scharminkel. Weer wierp hij een steelse blik op moeder en je kon zien dat hij dacht: vlees. Moeders laatste voorstel was: En de huid dan? Er blijft toch een koeiehuid over? Maar zelfs daar viel niet over te praten. Aan huiden heb je niets. Er is geen mens die huiden koopt. Vooral geen koeiehuiden. Er zijn heel wat meer koeiehuiden dan levende koeien. Wat een dwaze gedachte! Ook op de huid van moeder wierp hij een steelse blik, ze had blote armen en een blote hals en je kon zien dat hij nu zeker wist hoe de pacht voor dit jaar betaald zou worden.

Alles bestaat tegelijkertijd. Alles wat er is gebeurd of gaat gebeuren ligt niet in een onbereikbare tijd voor of achter je, maar bestaat op het zelfde ogenblik. Alleen hebben we het nog niet ervaren. In een trein rijd je langs oneindige weilanden, ergens staat een koe in de wei. Je ziet de koe pas als je voorbij rijdt, maar hij bestaat al de hele tijd. Dus wij zijn in onze trein nog niet langs die koe gekomen.

Jij onuitstaanbare, lelijke koe!' brieste Ferran. 'Lelijk? Ik? Lelijk? Heb jij jezelf al eens bekeken?' beet Lily van zich af. 'Ik gebruik tenminste conditioner!

koe nakaba / sagi koso yuki no / hitotsurane4 If only noiseless they would go, The herons flying by Were but a line of snow Across the sky CHP

Jaren later zou Bruno beseffen dat het kleinburgerlijke wereldje van kantoorbedienden en consultants toleranter, gastvrijer en opener was dan dat van de alternatieve jeugd, die in die tijd werd belichaamd door de hippies.

More importantly, however, the formalized apprenticeship system led to higher and higher aesthetic and quality standards. The desire to make things better and better became compulsive. Japan’s traditional culture therefore tended to produce people who were korisho (koe-ree-show), or “perfectionists.” Anything less than perfect immediately caught their eye, and even if an imperfection was so slight it was barely noticeable, it would be conspicuous to the Japanese and they would reject the product.

With time, you will realize that selfishness and selflessness are two polar ends. They cannot be separated like oil and water. They are constantly mixing according to the situation at hand.

If you haven’t developed yourself in any capacity, your current purpose, and the ones following, will increase in meaning as you solve your own problems. Start with what’s right in front of you. Are you overweight and sluggish? Do you hate your job? Are you dealing with relationship issues? Is your mind a storm of negative thoughts and emotions? You must confront what’s causing the most pain in your life, dance with that pain, and create a plan to solve the problem. When you solve that problem, not only will you build momentum into the next, but your other problems will become easier to solve. This is not a linear process. Your problems are a tight-knit web that bind you to your current situation. Problems don’t exist on their own.

A system is a group of components that work together to achieve a common goal.

Roads are a system for efficient transportation. These roads have evolved and become more efficient as problems revealed themselves.

Nothing is more important than your potential. Not your phone, not the TV, not anything that is begging to stimulate your brain’s reward system right now.

The highest-paid individuals are the visionaries, strategists, and creative problem solvers of the world. Your vision is greater than yourself. It gives you a soft direction to focus the goals and actions that stem from it. Your vision should be big, not limited by belief, and emotionally compelling when you marinate your mind in the growing detail.

If you aren't tired when you go to bed and excited when you wake up, you need intensity and goals.

Delightful Hair tarjoaa laadukkaat kiharat hiustenpidennykset, jotka sulautuvat luonnollisesti omaan hiukseesi ja tuovat upeaa volyymia. Löydä täydellinen ratkaisu näyttävään ja helppoon hiustenmuotoiluun. Tutustu valikoimaamme ja koe täydelliset kiharat jo tänään!

The deaths - tiny ones, false ones, real ones - we undertake in the name of love are the closest that we ever come to greatness. (Ministry of Moral Panic, 2013)

Życie nie ogląda się na nikogo, a wyobrażać sobie, że jest inaczej, to egotyzm.

We zullen de koe melken maar we zullen haar niet slachten.

Wie koopt de koe als de melk gratis is?

Met haar rug tegen de muur gedrukt liet ze zich op de grond glijden. Minutenlang zat ze daar, ontdaan, met haar hoofd op haar knieën. De druppels uit de sproeikop spatten op haar rug uiteens als verwijtende vingers die haar bestraffend aanporden: onhandige koe... onhandige koe...

I will

What’s worse is how they can condition a population to think in black and white, when the magic happens in the gray, the unknown.

祇園精舎の鐘の聲、諸行無常の響き有り。 沙羅雙樹の花の色、盛者必衰の理を顯す。 驕れる者も久しからず、唯春の夜の夢の如し。 猛き者も遂には滅びぬ、偏に風の前の塵に同じ。 Gionshōja no kane no koe, Shogyōmujō no hibiki ari. Sarasōju no hana no iro, Jōshahissui no kotowari wo arawasu. Ogoreru mono mo hisashikarazu, tada haru no yo no yume no gotoshi. Takeki mono mo tsui ni wa horobin(u), hitoeni kaze no mae no chiri ni onaji. The sound of the Gion Shōja bells echoes the impermanence of all things; the color of the sāla flowers reveals the truth that the prosperous must decline. The proud do not endure, they are like a dream on a spring night; the mighty fall at last, they are as dust before the wind.

In haar gesprekken met hem (…) stelt ze alles ter discussie, zelfs de uitgangspunten van het katholieke geloof, die hij niet kan bewijzen alleen dan door te citeren uit de Bijbel. Wat een vreemde cirkelredenering is, zegt zij, zoiets als het bestaan van een dromedaris aantonen, niet door er een te vangen en te bestuderen, maar door een koe te beschrijven, en via een ingewikkeld betoog te verklaren waarom bij deze dromedaris de bult onder de buik hangt en niet op de rug is gegroeid, en waarom hij hoorns heeft en boe zegt, en wat niet zoal, net zolang totdat in de belevenis van mensen een koe een dromedaris is geworden. En stuit iemand vervolgens op een echte dromedaris, dan houden de kenners vol dat het geen dromedaris kan zijn, want kijk maar, zeggen ze, lees de beschrijving.” (p. 417)

...you have your ideas, but they don't make any sense. They make sense tt me, she answered. But, my girl, he said gently enough, you are not the world.

For Frederick Ernest Koe, it started when the Anglican minister and the Mounted Police arrived with a message that he had to leave his parents’ home in Aklavik in the Northwest Territories that morning. “And I didn’t get to say goodbye to my dad or my brother Allan, didn’t get to pet my dogs or nothing.”1

Bitch, please, na klar!

Sinulla on ylikehittynyt oikeudentunto ja häpeät sitä, jos saat jotain sellaista, mitä et koe ansaitsevasi, sekä ahdistut niiden puolesta, jotka ansaitsisivat enemmän.

RERMERJEE Na mo nai jidai no shuuraku no Na mo nai osanai shounen no Dare mo shiranai Otogibanashi Umaretsuita toki kara Imiko Oni no ko to shite Sono mi ni amaru Batsu o uketa Kanashii koto wa Nan imo nai kedo Yuuyake koyake Te o hikarete sa Shiranai shiranai boku wa nani mo shiranai Shikarareta ato no yasashisa mo Ameagari no te no nukumori mo Demo hontou wa hontou wa hontou wa hontou ni samui n da Shinanai shinanai boku wa nan de shinanai? Yume no hitotsu mo mirenai kuse ni Dare mo shiranai Otogibanashi wa Yuuyake no naka ni suukomarete Kiretetta Hakidasu you na bouryoku to Sagesunda me no mainichi ni Kimi wa itsu shika Soko no tatteta Hanashikakecha dame na no ni "Kimi no namae ga shiritai na" Gomen ne Namae mo Shita mo nai n da Boku no ibasho wa Doko ni mo nai no ni "Issho ni kaerou" Te o hikarete sa Shiranai shiranai boku wa nani mo shiranai Kimi wa mou kodomo ja nai koto mo Narenai Hito no te no nukumori wa Tada hontou ni hontou ni hontou ni hontou no koto nanda Yamenai yamenai kimi wa nan de yamenai? Mitsukareba korosarechau kuse ni Ameagari ni imiko ga futari Yuuyake no naka ni suukomarete Kiretetta Hi ga kurete yoru ga akete Asobitsukarete tsukamatte Konna sekai Boku to kimi igai Minna inaku nareba Ii no ni na Minna inaku nareba Ii no ni na Shiranai shiranai koe ga kikoete sa Boku to kimi igai no zenjinrui Aragau ma mo naku Te o hikarete sa Yuuyake no naka ni suukomarete Kiretetta Shiranai shiranai boku wa nanimo shiranai Kore kara no koto mo Kimi no na mo Ima wa Ima wa kore de ii n da to Tada hontou ni hontou ni hontou ni hontou ni omou n da Shiranai shiranai Ano miminari wa Yuuyake no naka ni suukomarete kiretetta

Eské tamin, Koe morden mas ocil harbrin,” I gritted out in Cascalian. Fuck fate, I make my own tonight.

Emerald wanted to remember the cruelty of humans. But she was younger back then. She did not know there was no need to memorise the atrocity of authority. It was bound to rear its head--sometimes more violently, sometimes more quietly--over and over again across time's arrow.

Emerald wanted to remember the cruelty of humans. But she was younger back then. She did not know there was no need to memorise the atrocity of authority. It was bound to rear its head--sometimes more violently, sometimes more quietly--over and over again across time's arrow.

The bells and whistles of consumption save them from having to really connect. They can while away hours engaged in some form of opulent activity, seemingly together, yet without exactly being with each other.

Conformity makes for excellent camouflage.

... Su has relied on haute couture as a soft armor against a hard world that isn't made for her, a world she is worried will call her bluff. Fashion helps to ground her in her own body. It makes her feel perceivable.

Family is a Greek tragedy. Can’t live with them, can’t live without them. Can’t let them in, can’t cut them out. It’s real nice, until it sucks.

One seed turns bone to flesh, or beast to human,” the voice went on tauntingly. “Two seeds give everlasting youth. Three seeds for karmic enlightenment. And four seeds, a deity’s ascension.

Ja me todella tarkoitamme, että tunne olosi hyväksi! Koe rauhaa tai tyyneyttä, rakkautta, hellyyttä, kiltteyttä, antamisen iloa, riemua, selkeyttä, rentoutta tai hyväksymistä. Ole sinut istumisen ja tuntemisen kanssa. On oikein tuntea mielihyvää, antaa itsensä olla tässä ja nyt ja