This is the time to remember that I’m the protagonist in my own story, facing every challenge with grace and wit.
the costume of the nineteenth century is detestable. It is so sombre, so depressing. Sin is the only real colour-element left in modern life.
A racist notion found in neoshamanic circles is placing high value on indigenous wisdom but not on indigenous people.
Relinquishing selfish wants, one is free to allow others to travel their own paths under the will of God. (18)
What is important is not the specific manner in which God is worshiped but the degree to which the devotee is filled with love. (48-49)
Attempting to contain the infinite within finite symbolism of language may result in scholarship, but it will not produce devotion. (110)
Better not to plant seeds of selfishness than try to eradicate them once they have grown into giant weeds. (91)
Postmodernism came nowhere close in quality to Modernism at its apogee, not least because that later style wholly lacked the social impetus that animated the designs most emblematic of the Modern Movement.
I love 'Modern Family; I think that is a great show. I don't get to watch tons of TV, but when I do, 'Sons of Anarchy' is pretty much the number one, and 'Modern Family' is one of my favorites.
The tendency of modern scientific teaching is to neglect the great books, to lay far too much stress upon relatively unimportant modern work, and to present masses of detail of doubtful truth and questionable weight in such a way as to obscure princi...
I think what I and most other sociologists of religion wrote in the 1960s about secularization was a mistake. Our underlying argument was that secularization and modernity go hand in hand. With more modernization comes more secularization.
Anyone who has to fight, even with the most modern weapons, against an enemy in complete command of the air, fights like a savage against modern European troops, under the same handicaps and with the same chances of success.
The question of modernization is central to disturbances in the Middle East and in Africa. Everyone is after modernization, no matter where they come from. But you have to be careful about it, and more importantly, you have to have sense about it.
I love the sunrise, but not as much as I love you. Will you pass me my midnight-black blindfold?
Love is a bird’s nest of emotion that I used as a basket to store picnic items like apples, cheese, wine, and finger foods like thumbs and pinkies.
My love is popular. It must be, because I never have any. Is it because I don’t produce any, or because I’m always sold out?
I water fake plants, because I’m growing a garden of fake mustaches. Lest no man (or woman) question my ability as a lover.
Her love was like cigarette smoke stirred into coffee. I drank it so fast it made me cough, but she’s not offering a refill at any price.
I was rubbing the pieces of bacon like they were strands of a lover’s hair. Of course they weren’t, because all my exes had hair like scrambled eggs.
I am the Love Camel of Llama Land. Come, hop on my hump and let me lead you to water.
Out of all the guys she could love, I am two of them. But she chose my clone over me and that hurts. And it feels good.
