Quotes About Curse

What about some kind of an ancient curse?'' Ancient Curse Kills Two. He could see the headlines now. ''Don't be an asshole.'' The reporter snatched the microphone to safety just in time and, smiling pleasantly, asked, '' Can I quote you on that, Detective?'' Celluci's smile was just as sincere. ''You can tattoo it on your chest.

DUMAH "Love your enemies and do what is wonderful to those who hate you. Bless those who curse you and pray over those who take you away by force." Yeshua

Qué es la tragedia? Una inmensa, atronadora puteada contra Zeus.

They say it came first from Africa, carried in the screams of the enslaved; that it was the death bane of the Thainos, uttered just as one world perished and another began; that it was a demon drawn into Creation through the nightmare door that was cracked open in the Antilles. Fukú Americanus, or more colloquially, fukú-generally a curse or a doom of some kind; specifically the Curse and Doom of the New World.

It was the curse that made me do it, you know. I don't believe in that sh*t, Oscar. That's our parents' sh*t. It's ours, too, he said.

Right before I headed out, he said: It was the curse that made me do it, you know. I don't believe in that shit, Oscar. That's our parents' shit. It's ours too, he said.

It's perfectly fine if you don't believe in these "superstitions". In fact, it's better than fine - it's perfect. Because no matter what you believe, fukú believes in you.

One day while watching his mother tear sheets off the beds it dawned on him that the family curse he'd heard about his whole life might actually be true. Fukú. He rolled the word experimentally in his mouth. Fuck you.

Even before the incarnation, and from the very moment of the first sin, God has been leading humanity toward closer communion with the divine. For this reason, God curses the serpent and the earth, but only punishes the man and the woman.

I'm coming... to see you. Rosiel... You don't need to suffer like this. Look. You can do as you please. I'll submit... to anything. I don't need anyone. I had no one from the beginning. This way, for eternity I won't feel the curse of my existence or the hatred of others. I'll lose nothing... Be loved by nothing...

My mother is really the person I learned to curse from. She discourages me from saying that in interviews. But it's true.

Intolerance has been the curse of our country.

I'm Italian and we curse a lot when we talk.

My Instagram got deleted a lot of times. I used to do rough jokes and curse a lot.

The gestures poems make are the same as the gestures of ritual injunction — curse; exorcism; prayer; underlying everything perhaps, the attempt to make someone or something live again. Both poet and shaman make a model that stands for the whole. Substitution, symbolic substitution. The mind conceives that something lived, or might live. Implicit is the demand to understand. The memorial that is ward and warning. Without these ancient springs poems are merely more words.

Whether or not I am a writer," I wrote, "I have—and this is both my curse and my virtue—cultivated the instinct of one, an aversion for the herd, without, in my unhappy case, the ability to harness and articulate that aversion.

I call Christianity the one great curse, the one enormous and innermost perversion, the one great instinct of revenge, for which no means are too venomous, too underhand, too underground and too petty—I call it the one immortal blemish of mankind.

The curse of mortality. You spend the first portion of your life learning, growing stronger, more capable. And then, through no fault of your own, your body begins to fail. You regress. Strong limbs become feeble, keen senses grow dull, hardy constitutions deteriorate. Beauty withers. Organs quit. You remember yourself in your prime, and wonder where that person went. As your wisdom and experience are peaking, your traitorous body becomes a prison.

What responsibility are you avoiding... He wasn't avoiding responsibility... Though there was one thing he clung to. An excuse, perhaps, like the dead emperor. It was the soul of the wretch. Apathy. The belief that nothing was his fault, the belief that he couldn't change anything. If a man was cursed, or if he believed he didn't have to care, then he didn't need to hurt when he failed. Those failures couldn't have been prevented. Someone or something else had ordained them.

Man has evolved a mutual relationship with nature on earth, but his power to change its surface has grown so tremendously that this may become a curse instead of a blessing.

The tribal system from which the Celt never freed himself entirely was the curse of the Celtic race, predooming it to ruin.

I don't know anymore, whether it's a curse or a blessing to see the beauty in the ugly. Growing up simply and getting old complexly. I now see reason behind sin, and love behind pain.

When you've been given a curse of perspective you don't stop to consider the gift of oversight that most humans have been bestowed with.

Just like my mom, Grandma had died the day she gave birth. It was like a curse in our family. "Because