Kos Quotes

Andai minta maaf itu mudah, tentu dunia ni sepi daripada segala sengketa. Andai lafaz maaf itu murah, tentu peperangan tak wujud. Maaf memang mudah. Juga tidak perlu apa-apa kos untuk diluahkan. Cuma kadang-kadang manusia sahaja yang menganggapnya begitu.

Lay down the thorn, boy king. Haven’t you earned a bit of rest? Aren’t you tired?' He was. Saints, he was. He thought he had grown used to his scars, but he had never grasped how much of his will it would take to hide them. He had fought and sacrificed and bled. He had gone long days without rest and long nights without comfort. All for Ravka, all for an ideal he would never attain and a country that would never care.

Nikolai's glib demeanor vanished. "I cannot take a wife while I am in this state. I cannot forge a marriage founded on lies." "Aren't most?" "Ever the romantic." "Ever practical." (KoS, Ch. 2)

He silenced the thought, already itching to get inside her, his tongue, or his fingers, or his cock. After all these years of wanting, he would gladly accept whatever access to her body she gave him. He just wanted in.

Saya lebih beruntung daripada penagih dadah kerana dapat berkhayal tanpa kos. Saya ingin memberitahuu mereka tentang hal ini kerana mereka mungkin tidak tahu bahawa untuk berkhayal mereka tidak perlu mencari dadah

Hekate was invoked as Soteira on Kos, and there is a strong possibility that she was included as one of the twelve gods[179] on the island. There are numerous inscriptions on the island attesting to her presence there.

Terlalu mahal harga sebuah pelajaran

Kami belajar dewasa, tanpa jadi sok tua

raih impian kalian, karena ... Impossible is nothing!

We’re all monsters. The world won’t let us survive otherwise. But we’re not dispassionate. However damaged, we still have hearts.

New Rule: Since Glenn Beck is clearly onto us, liberals must launch our plan for socialist domination immediately. Listen closely, comrades, I've received word from General Soros and our partners in the UN--Operation Streisand is a go. Markos Moulitsas, you and your Daily Kos-controlled army of gay Mexican day laborers will join with Michael Moore's Prius tank division north of Branson, where you will seize the guns of everyone who doesn't blame America first, forcing them into the FEMA concentration camps. That's where ACORN and I will re-educate them as atheists and declare victory in the war on Christmas.

If they are left-wing, they can subscribe to Daily Kos and Huffington Post. If they are right-wing, they can subscribe to Breitbart or the Drudge Report.6 Less often do they subscribe to outlets that provide several points of view. As a result, their thinking rarely gets challenged, so they become still less likely or able to assess information critically.

She took hold of him through his pants. "I want this inside me five minutes ago.

Evil surrounds everyone, but not everyone is able to confront it.

This was how bullying survived in modern society. Everyone who had the power to do something about it turned the other way and pretended it didn’t exist.

Kos had different tastes. He was on the lookout for that Midwestern housewife attending a conference with her husband. There was usually at least one in the hotel bar. She was always seated in a corner drinking a cocktail and pretending to read a novel while her husband was off doing manly things. Kos knew something Mason didn't—stewardesses partied in every port, but housewives were still waiting for the party.

First, do no harm . . .’   Commonly attributed to Hippokrates of Kos, c. 460 BC ‘Every surgeon carries within himself a small cemetery, where from time to time he goes to pray – a place of bitterness and regret, where he must look for an explanation for his failures.’ René Leriche, La philosophie de la chirurgie, 1951

People want the things they’re told to want, regardless of their innate value.

Every sensation makes a person who they are. Even pain.

Magic lies in the little things

They build places like this with ceilings high overhead and walls very far apart to make a person feel small. They build places like this to make it seem like human beings don’t live here. People don’t live here. Things bigger than people do. Out there, you’re angry at the royal family that governs Kos and dictates everyone’s lives. In here, you’re scared of them.

Name: Melvin Murphy Class: Student (Unlocked) Level: 1 Hit points: 100 Mana: 100 Stamina: 100 Strength: 25 Dexterity: 25 Agility: 25 Constitution: 50 Intelligence: 85 Wisdom: 30 Charisma: 10 Luck: 20

Fafhrd felt as if he had walked unsuspecting into the jaws of a gigantic serpent. His barbaric mind was stirred to the deeps. He thought of the grim god Kos brooding alone in the icy silence of the Cold Waste. He thought of the masked powers Fate and Chance, and of the game they play for the blood and brains of men. And he did not will these thoughts. Rather did the freezing fear seem to crystallize them, so that they dropped into his consciousness like snowflakes.

The atmosphere in Nightbirds was ever five minutes after a big argument and no one telling you what happened. Everyone in their neutral corners replaying KO’s and low blows and devising too-late parries. You didn’t know what it had been about or who’d won, just that nobody wanted to talk about it, they glance around and knead grudges in their fists.

Bhogpur is two kos from Bhagmalpur," he said. If Bhogpur is two kos from Bhagmalpur, then it may be possible to make a reasonable guess at our position. It depended on what he meant by a kos. "There are seventy rassis in one kos," Karam Chand said. "There are twelve hundred laggis in one kos," said Bhosla in a sudden garrulous outburst. "There are three thousand six hundred gaj in one kos, said Jagganath, the youngest boatman. "Now I am telling you," said G. "If one kos is three thousand six hundred gaj, there are three miles and eighty yards in one kos." If this was so, we had not travelled more than five miles since the previous morning.* * There is also a gaukos, a rather vague measure - the distance a cow's bellow can be heard.

You mean they’re both afraid to challenge the Thieves’ Guild, don’t you?” Ivrian said, eyes wide and face twisted by loathing. “I always thought my Mouse was a nobleman first and a thief second. Thieving’s nothing. My father lived by cruel thievery done on rich wayfarers and neighbors less powerful than he, yet he was an aristocrat. Oh, you’re cowards, both of you! Poltroons!” she finished, turning her eyes flashing with cold scorn first on the Mouser, then on Fafhrd. The latter could stand it no longer. He sprang to his feet, face flushed, fists clenched at his sides, quite unmindful of his down-clattered mug and the ominous creak his sudden action drew from the sagging floor. “I am not a coward!” he cried. “I’ll dare Thieves’ House and fetch you Krovas’ head and toss it with blood a-drip at Vlana’s feet. I swear that, witness me, Kos the god of dooms, by the brown bones of Nalgron my father and by his sword Graywand here at my side!

Were the words his, or did they belong to Kos? What was he, anyway, but a piece of this burning web spun from a city’s dreams? He joined to Him by faith, by the burning of incense, by prayer, by kneeling before a fire. Where did Abelard end and God begin? They grew from each other.

All of plucked the fruits. [,,] filled our bags to carry with us for onward journey. After we walked one kos our friends remembered that it was forbidden to carry fruits outside the area. If one did, we had to leave behind solid gold worth the weight of the plucked fruits

My swings getting better, racking up them ko’s. My swords getting sharper. You see how it glows? I’m not talking metal or tangible flame. I’m talking my mental not being the same. I’m changing things up. Get used to this view. I do what I can to give you a clue. There’s no dead end in this rendezvous. So follow directions and you’ll make it through.

Ancient Ways The Greek Isles are divided into several major chains lying in the Aegean, the Mediterranean, and the Ionian seas. The Cyclades chain alone includes more than two hundred islands clustered in the southern Aegean. In the southeastern Aegean, between Crete and Asia Minor, there are 163 islands known as the Dodecanese chain. Only 26 of these are inhabited; the largest of them is Rhodes, where the world-famous Colossus once stood. The Ionian chain of western Greece (named for the eponymous sea) includes the large island of Corfu. Cyprus lies in the eastern Mediterranean, south of Turkey. Today, Cyprus stands politically divided, with Turkish rule in the north, and a government in the south that remains independent from Greece. However, the island has always been linked culturally and linguistically to Greece, and it shares traditions and ways of life with the smaller islands scattered to its south and west. In the Greek Isles, history blends myth and fact. Historians glean information about the early days of the Greek Isles from the countless ancient stories and legends set there. According to Homer, battleships sailed from the harbors of Kos and Rhodes during the Trojan War. A well-known legend holds that the Argonauts sought refuge from a storm on the island of Anafi in the southeastern Cyclades. The lovely island of Lésvos is mentioned throughout the Homeric epics and in many ancient Greek tales. Tradition has it that the god Helios witnessed the island of Rhodes rising mystically from the sea, and chose it for his home. The ill-fated Daedalus and his son, Icarus, attempted to soar through the skies over the magical island of Crete, where the great god Zeus was born in a mountaintop cave. Villagers still recount how Aphrodite emerged from the sea on a breathtaking stretch of beach near the village of Paphos on Cyprus. Visitors must actually lay eyes on a Greek island to gain a full appreciation for these ancient stories. Just setting foot on one of these islands makes you feel as if you’ve stepped into one of the timeless tales from ancient Greek mythology.

The hand washes the hand: give something and you may get something.

Die alternatief vir krummels-gooi vir die armes is nie om brode te gooi nie, maar om 'n maaltyd te deel.

The not-so-dirty secret is that Greece is doing the EU’s bidding and working tirelessly to monitor, punish, isolate, and violently repress refugees, stopping most of them from entering the continent. Frontex quietly supports it. Greece has constructed a network of detention centers on the Greek islands and initiated illegal pushbacks at border crossings and on the Mediterranean. More than 41,000 migrants since 2020 were illegally pushed back, according to the Turkey’s Ombudsman Institution report in 2022, with Greece deploying a range of technological innovations to deter new arrivals.37 During the opening of Greece’s “closed controlled access center” in Kos in November 2021, two Greek Orthodox priests blessed the facility while EU politicians looked on.

In September 2020, a Daily Kos/Civiqs poll reported that over half of the Republicans surveyed believed either partially or mostly in QAnon’s theories . . . at least the theories they were aware of. Because tumble further down the QAnon rabbit hole, and you’ll find Satanic Panic–esque, flagrantly fascist beliefs that not every subscriber even knows about (at least not at first): theories about Jeffrey Epstein co-conspiring with Tom Hanks to molest hordes of minors, Hillary Clinton drinking the blood of children in order to prolong her life, the Rothschilds running a centuries-old ring of Satan worshippers, and beyond. But QAnon quickly grew to encapsulate much more than stereotypical far-right extremists. Take a soft turn to the left, and you’ll find a more outwardly palatable denomination of conspiritualists whose paranoias might be slightly less focused on Hillary Clinton worshipping Satan and more on Big Pharma forcing evil Western medicine on them and their kids. These believers wield a slightly different glossary of loaded terms, some co-opted from feminist politics—like “forced penetration” (which conflates vaccination with sexual assault) and “my body, my choice” (an antivaxx/anti-mask slogan purloined from the pro-choice movement). Because social media algorithms track people’s keywords in order to feed them only what they’re already interested in, a sprawling spiderweb of customized QAnon offshoots was able to form.

Contract for Services Rendered, Alt Coulumb Kos Everburning to Royal Iskari Navy,” she translated. “Since the common names are all the same, each contract needs a unique reference so we can tell which one we’re talking about.

Je znala obljúbit’, je znalá odreãi, in biti priljudna, in biti prevzetna, mladenãe unémat’, bit’ star‰im prijetna; modrij in zvijaã je bila vseh umetna; moÏake je dolgo vodila za nos, ga stakne nazadnje, ki bil ji je kos.

Un caso pertinente: los blogs. Mientras escribo este libro, Technorati clasifica los diez primeros blogs de la siguiente manera: 1.BoingBoing: una guía de cosas maravillosas. 2.Daily Kos: el estado de la nación. 3.FARK.com de Drew Curtis. 4.Gizmodo: el blog de los gadgets. 5.Instapundit.com. 6.Engadget. 7.PostSecret. 8.Talking Points Memo, de Joshua Micah Marshall. 9.Davenetics Politics Media Musings. 10.dooce.

Woorde en visse, dink ek. Visse en woorde. En hoe fragiel, die liefde, dink ek met opgehoue asem, en diep nog ’n mossel uit. Hoe diep die see. Hoe seker die voël wat silwer sien flits en fokus en op ’n diep-diep vlak waarvan min mense enigiets weet, aanvoel dat daar iets is om te gryp, en dan duik, af af af, die spieël van die oppervlak breek, steeds af, en die snawel sekuur om die romp van die weerligvissie slaan, en met die dood van die prooi die vermoede van lewe bevestig. Hoe breekbaar die liefde. Soos ’n kuiken op ’n onbegonne krans wat oopbek die onbekende toekoms wil verorber, wat skree en huil en treur vir kos en vir lewe wat nog nie geken is nie, ’n ongeleefde lewe. En later, met ’n sak vol toegeklemde mossels op pad huis toe, die sneeuberge links én regs in die oneindigheid, vlieg ’n woudduifpaar (Hemiphaga novaeseelandiae) verby, hul vlerkval volmaak in pas, hul vlug oos, berge se kant toe …

Die kos hou ook goeters uit my kop uit. Terwyl ek kou, as daar iets in my mond is, is dit asof daardie gevoel dat ek net wil doodgaan 'n bietjie weggaan.

Marta, hulle teenwoordigheid verander mos nie 'n jota of tittel aan wat jy mense toewens nie. As hulle nie deur ons opvattings geaffronteer word nie, hoekom affronteer hulle opvattings jou? Dit kan nie aansteek nie, dit kan nie aan jou afsmeer nie, en dit kan nie hier agterbly as hulle vanaand huis toe gaan nie. En as jy verby die verskille kyk, sal jy agterkom hulle is mense, nes ek en jy, wat hard moet werk om te oorleef in 'n wêreld wat dit vir hulle ontsettend moeilik gemaak het. Om 'n hand van vriendskap uit te reik, kos niks en dit neem niks weg van wat ons is nie. - Kanaan

People hurt each other,” he said. “The closer they get, the deeper the wound. That’s just how it works.

The first is in late August, when seventy-one refugees are discovered dead in the back of a smuggler’s truck parked at the side of a road in Austria, with putrid juices dripping from the door. The second comes a week later, when the body of a Kurdish toddler, Alan Kurdi, is photographed face down on a beach in Turkey, having drowned with his brother and mother in a failed attempt to reach Kos. Suddenly Europe cares.

The Greek government has spent the last few months simultaneously begging the EU to ease up on its austerity measures, and contemplating whether to leave the EU entirely. It has no time or energy to devote to the secondary crisis in its islands, which worsens by the day. The number arriving in places such as Kos and Lesvos is now four times higher than the entire 2014 total, causing a huge logjam. When the flow was slower, refugees would be given temporary documentation within a couple of days – paperwork that would then allow them to change money, buy a ferry ticket to the mainland, and then work their way towards the Macedonian border.

Some people can’t handle the true you. Those people are not your people, and that is okay.

Your people will see and accept you without judgment or expectations. They will stand firmly rooted with you throughout your wildest of emotions. If judgment or expectations are coming up, this is because something you are saying or doing mirrors an insecurity they hold in their life. It’s always easier to blame than it is to look within yourself.

—¿Qué narrador no quiere oír historias nuevas? Las viejas nos consuelan y las nuevas nos enseñan. Necesitamos tanto las unas como las otras. Me parece que hay algo que no has comprendido. Tú y yo somos narradores y escuchamos para aprender. La gente sólo presta atención para vivir las historias. Tus relatos sobre K'os son buenos, pero ¿quién desea convertirse en K'os? ¿Te gustaría a ti ser ella?

The priesthood of Kos deals with high-pressure truths at temperatures that could melt the flesh off your bones.

Rasuah dikenal pasti sebagai salah satu sebab utama yang membantutkan pertumbuhan ekonomi, menghilangkan minat pelaburan asing, meningkatkan kos pentadbiran dan urus niaga, menidakkan rakyat daripada mendapat perkhidmatan, serta mendorong berlakunya ketidakstabilan politik. Rasuah mengakibatkan pembangunan tidak lestari, pencemaran alam sekitar, pengagihan kekayaan tidak seimbang dan ketirisan khazanah negara.