“The living sinners on deadly ground.”

“Talking about pollution, nobody's holy.They who pollute, sinned against nature.”

“Part of water which is cooler always flows to below surface.I understand that hotheaded men always want to be noticed.”

“Rights and duties, sounded more entertaining than duties and rights.”

“Victory takes sides on people who are more compatible with nature and future.”

“Sometimes, somehow...I feel that ocean contains tears of mother earth,that mourns over terrible great sin done by men.”

“The man whose whole life is spent in performing a few simple operations, of which the effects are perhaps always the same, or very nearly the same, has no occasion to exert his understanding or to ...”

“You know what's truly weird about any financial crisis? We made it up. Currency, money, finance, they're all social inventions. When the sun comes up in the morning it's shining on the same physica...”

“If you go to Singapore or Amsterdam or Seoul or Buenos Aires or Islamabad or Johannesburg or Tampa or Istanbul or Kyoto, you'll find that the people differ wildly in the way they dress, in their ma...”

“And you're right, I do love you Eden. I will follow you into eternity, or until after this weekend when we all die gruesome, painful deaths... But with every breath I have left, I will use it to lo...”

“Im scared of him. Im disgusted by the vile monster he becomes, this beast he lets out. But I still love him. Id still do anything for him. I cant just turn off my heart. I want to, I do, but I cant...”

“We all long for Eden, and we are constantly glimpsing it: our whole nature at its best and least corrupted, its gentlest and most human, is still soaked with the sense of exile.”

“Sometimes I feel like we're a knot, too tangled to be taken apart.”

“Memories of lost love they do enpain,Fleeting images of what once was never again to gain.Hold tight those memories that slip through the mind, To walk in those fields again with hera dream divi...”

“As she left the cold arena Angel had to laugh,Beaten by that of a wisp girl and her subliming cunning craft.Jove lay silent in his orbit; brooding, deep, dreamless forweep,And faithful dog Sirius r...”