Westworld
Humanity is a thin layer of bacteria on a ball of mud hurtling through the void. I think if there was a god, he would’ve given up on us long ago. He gave us a paradise, and we used everything up. We dug up every ounce of energy and burned it. We consume and excrete, use and destroy. Then we sit here on a neat little pile of ashes, having squeezed anything of value out of this planet, and we ask ourselves, “Why are we here?”
Man in Black
Rush
Twenty-five drivers start every season in Formula 1, and each year two of us die.
What kind of person does a job like this?
Not normal men, for sure. Rebels, lunatics, dreamers. People who are desperate to make a mark and are prepared to die trying.
My name is Niki Lauda.
(Rush,2013)
Çok güzel bir açılış monoloğu ya çoğu şeyi özetliyor.
“I’m sorry.” The stinging in my eyes was welling over now. He couldn’t do this. Not like this. “I’m so sorry, Leon, please, please don’t —”
“Don’t say you’re sorry.” His voice was just a whisper as he backed away, putting distance between us as if he was afraid I’d cling to him again. “No human is ready for forever, and forever is all I have. But you gave me a part of your life, when mortal lives are so short.” He laughed softly. “I suppose saving your soul could be as good as owning it, so you’d better fucking survive.” He glanced back at the trees, as a freezing wind ruffled his hair and another cry shattered the night. As the awful sound faded away, he said, “You should know that I love you, for whatever that’s worth. Stay alive. Don’t waste that mortal life.”
That was where he left me, standing there in the door with tears streaming down my face and his name in my hand.
Rae-Leon.Kitabı okudu
Wait is this fucking play about us?!?!
"Ne yapıyorlar?"
"Din propagandası. Yaratan' dan bahsediyorlar."
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"Bir kere kutsal metinlerinde okumuştum. Bilginleri, Ulu Mimar' ın kutsal ve seçilmiş çocukları olarak karşılaştıkları her kâfire dinlerini anlatmaları gerektiğini söylüyor.
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"Yüzyıllardır savaştığınız savaşlara, birbirine giren ülkene bak. Sana evrimleşmiş görünüyorlar mı?"
"Sizin savaşlarınız neden medeni sayılıyor? Milyonlar öldü degil mi?"
"Onlar Kaos'a karşı savaşırken öldü. Bizim savaşımız içsel değil. Din uğruna.
Introduction
One night I was sitting on the rug in front of the fireplace with my four best girlfriends having a girls’ night in. We had chocolate fondue (yum!) and champagne and talked for hours–about our careers, our lives, and our relationships. And of course that naturally led down the path of sex. I mean, what kind of night is it if we don’t talk about sex?!?
Some of us were single, some of us were in relationships. But either way you look at it, we loved talking about what made good sex and what made bad sex. Is it just me or does it seem like sex is everywhere? In fact, every time we were in the checkout line at the grocery store, it’s hard to ignore that magazine that talked about the bazillion different sex positions we should be trying out now. And of course, I have to get that issue and talk about it with my girlfriends. And that night, we did.
And boy was that quiite a conversation! We got so into it that Danni blurted out something interesting – “wouldn’t it be fun if we actually tried all these different positions?” At that very moment, the light bulb in my head went off. There’s 5 of us here, why don’t we test each position and report back on our favorites?!?
Instantly I ran into the bedroom closet and returned with an empty shoebox. We wrote down 101 different sex positions on little slips of paper, threw them into the box, shook it up, and then randomly took turns pulling out sex positions one by one until each of us had 20 different positions. Since it was my idea, I get 21
So there we have it – each of us had our little assignments. Have sex and try each of the positions and report back. And then share it with the world!
Hence, the creation of this book. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed making it :)
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“There are stories that are true, in which each individual's tale is unique and tragic, and the worst of the tragedy is that we have heard it before, and we cannot allow ourselves to feel it to deeply. We build a shell around it like an oyster dealing with a painful particle of grit, coating it with smooth pearl layers in order to cope. This is how we walk and talk and function, day in, day out, immune to others' pain and loss. If it were to touch us it would cripple us or make saints of us; but, for the most part, it does not touch us. We cannot allow it to.”
Eva'nın aşk itirafı <3
“I used to wonder if fate was real,” she said gently. “I used to fear it
meant that I had no real choices. Then I secretly hoped fate was real and
that you and I were fated, that by some miraculous chance I was your true
love. But now I don’t care if fate is real—because I don’t need it to decide
for me. I don’t need it to make this choice. I’ve made my decision, Jacks.
It’s you. It will always be you, until the end of time. And I’ll fight fate or
anyone else who tries to tear us apart—including you. You are my choice.
You are my love. You are mine. And you are not going to be the end of me,
Jacks.”
EvangelineKitabı okudu
Nikolai's arms wrap around my back to fuse us closer, but he doesn't rush it, doesn't turn it into a lustful frenzy like we're used to.
Maybe it's because he, too, knows this isn't about lust anymore. It stopped being about lust a long time ago.
For me, it was never about lust. I was drawn to him, which is why I wanted him. It wasn't the other way around.
Wake up dead man
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Jesus
Jesus help me
I'm alone in this world
And a fucked up world it is too
Tell me
Tell me the story
Until that time, I had understood death as something entirely separate from and independent of life. The hand of death is bound to take us, I had felt, but until the day it reaches out for us, it leaves us alone. This had seemed to me the simple, logical truth. Life is here, death is over there. I am here, not over there.
32 of the Best Pride and Prejudice Quotes
“Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.”
“There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well.
“Don’t go anywhere in that pretty head,” Ari murmured, showing that he knew me better than anyone else ever had somehow. “It’s just me and you now, sunshine. And this thing between us is so big, there’s never going to be room for anyone else.”
“How do you do that?” I sighed, finally dragging my gaze away from him. “How do you see me like that?”
He chuckled to himself and shook his head. ““You’re all I see, Blake. I feel like I’ve been looking for you my whole life.”
Blake-Ari.Kitabı okudu
"This is the ruca," the owner of the house told me. It was round like an igloo or a kiva, and only the roof stuck up above the surface; the rest of it was underground. It had been built by the husbands and boyfriends of these women, who sometimes participated in the meetings, but on those occasions they met in the tent, because the ruca was a feminine sanctuary. Following their lead, I took off my clothes; some were completely naked, others left their underwear on. Blanca lit a handful of sage leaves to "cleanse us" with the fragrant smoke as we crawled through a narrow tunnel on hands and knees.
Evin sahibi bana "Burası ruca" dedi. Bir eskimo kulübesi ya da kiva gibi yuvarlaktı ve yalnızca çatısı yüzeyin üzerinde yükseliyordu; geri kalan kısmı yer altındaydı. Ruca kadınlar için bir sığınak olduğundan, bazen toplantılara katılan ancak bu durumlarda çadırda buluşan bu kadınların eşleri ve erkek arkadaşları tarafından yaptırılmıştı. Onların yönlendirmesine uyarak kıyafetlerimi çıkardım; bazıları tamamen çıplaktı, bazıları iç çamaşırlarını çıkarmamıştı. Biz dar bir tünelden ellerimiz ve dizlerimiz üzerinde emeklerken Blanca, hoş kokulu dumanla "bizi temizlemek" için bir avuç adaçayı yaprağı yaktı.
Sayfa 180 - Rucaya girişKitabı okudu
