Renee Graves Quotes

She was a dangerous, dangerous girl. A plague. A Mountain of Adamant who tore the iron from ships, sinking them to their watery graves without a second thought. With a mere smile and a wrinkle of her nose.

She knelt over the grave, until her nose was touching the dirt. “When you are ready to inhabit a new skin,” she said, “we will be waiting for you.

One can laugh as much as one wants concerning Allan Kardec who finds himself satisfied when he affirmed that," if the man progresses, it is that God wants it so "; but then what should be thought of such eminent sociologist, a very qualified representative of the "official science", who declared gravely (we have heard it ourselves) that "if humanity progresses, it is because it has a tendency to progress"? The solemn nonsense of scholarly philosophy is sometimes as grotesque as the wanderings of the spiritists; but these, as we have said, have special dangers, which are particularly due to their "pseudo-religious" character, and that is why it is more urgent to denounce them and to show their inanity.

Under my fingernails, ghosts bathe but dirt and death are missing from my grave... The body is eager.

Man fuck all that. If I die, Bear better just come on to the grave with me ‘cause every time she tries to give my pussy away, I'm gone show up right before that nigga sticks his dick in my Bear's honey pot! Fuck it! I'mma be slapping my ghost dick across her face when she tries to kiss that nigga. Ain't nan nigga gone get my girl pussy. I don't give a damn if I'm dead or alive!

Cree, ummm ion think you should do this shit. How you just gone burn these people shit up like that, spit on her muthafuckin grave and bring yo ass on. I read somewhere if you do evil shit to the dead, they come back and haunt yo ass! I'm telling you this ain't it, what if one of their asses try to ride my dick when I'm sleep? I know it's a bunch of chicks out here that ain't had dick in years, gawd bless the dead. Nigga, I wanted to know how ghost pussy felt to you, nigga! I'm not trying to experience that shit myself," this nigga went on and on.

People thought I was bad, but Kavi didn’t give two fucks who he put a bullet in. That nigga was a loose cannon. Charmaine and her grease monkey ass son better chill before we make room in Tal’s grave for they ass. The Muslims always say may yo’ grave be spacious, and ion know if they ass into Islam, but we can practice the spacious part in a couple of hours.

Par suite, on peut dire que le sang est en rapport direct avec le côté inférieur de l’état subtil ; et de là vient l’interdiction du sang comme nourriture, son absorption entraînant celle de ce qu’il y a de plus grossier dans la vitalité animale, et qui, s’assimilant et se mêlant intimement aux éléments psychiques de l’homme, peut effectivement amener de fort graves conséquences. De là aussi l’emploi fréquent du sang dans les pratiques de magie, voire de sorcellerie (comme attirant les entités « infernales » par conformité de nature) ; mais, d’autre part, ceci est aussi susceptible, dans certaines conditions, d’une transposition dans un ordre supérieur, d’où les rites, soit religieux, soit même initiatiques (comme le « taurobole » mithriaque), impliquant des sacrifices d’animaux ; comme il a été fait allusion, à cet égard, au sacrifice d’Abel opposé à celui, non sanglant, de Caïn, nous reviendrons peut-être sur ce dernier point en une prochaine occasion.

Renee and I have been speculating that you’re sweet on our nearest neighbor. Or is it none of my business?” “Is it that obvious?” “We see your Jeep here often enough as we’re driving by.” “Her daughters are crazy about my dog.” “Is that what it is?” Paul chortled. “Sully’s grandson and Thad’s granddaughter. I bet your granddaddy is just a-spinnin’ in his grave.

Rene nodded gravely, frowning like he was trying to remember something important. “Mommy told us that when bad shit goes down, we should do whatever Daddy says.” “Uh,” I blinked. “That is-” Jeremy added, “Mommy also said if Daddy is involved, bad shit will go down.