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Quote:- Tuhan memang selalu punya cara indah untuk menghidup-matikan rasa pada setiap makhluk di tangan-Nya.
Author:- Wirasatriaji
Category:- Life,best
Quote:- Tuhanku, puaskan aku dengan aturanMu daripada aturanku, dengan pilihanMu daripada pilihanku
Author:- Aguk Irawan MN
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- Tunapenda kuamini kwa sababu kuamini hurahisisha mambo… Usiamini. Jua.
Author:- Enock Maregesi
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- Tunnel vision is no way to make it as a researcher. Your assumptions are your worst enemies. Trust them too much, and you’ll fail to see what’s right under your nose.
The Devotion of Suspect X
Author:- Keigo Higashino
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- Turbulence is the price you pay for flying high
Author:- Janna Cachola
Category:- motivational
Quote:- Turn the page, your heroine is still there, breathe, relax, life is beautiful: you're in a book!
Author:- Gabrielle Dubois
Category:- best
Quote:- TURN YOUR LIFE INTO CHANCES AND TURN YOUR CHANCES INTO LIFE
Author:- P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar
Category:- Life
Quote:- Turn your obstacles into opportunities and your problems into possibilities.
The Light in the Heart
Author:- Roy T. Bennett
Category:- motivational,Life,motivational,inspiration
Quote:- TURN YOUR PAIN INTO SENSE; TURN YOUR SENSE INTO FEELINGS;TURN YOUR FEELINGS INTO LOVE;TURN YOUR LOVE INTO WISDOM;TURN YOUR WISDOM INTO WINGS
Author:- P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar
Category:- Love
Quote:- Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world
Author:- W.B. Yeats
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhereThe ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all conviction, while the worstAre full of passionate intensity.
The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
Author:- William Butler Yeats
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Turning hard material (e.g., bones) into fossils is easy in a lab setting, but in 1993, scientists were even able to make fossils from soft animal tissues! New York Times’ Science Watch reports: Scientists have for the first time produced fossils of soft animal tissues in a laboratory. In the process they discovered that most of the phosphate required for the fossilization of small animal carcasses comes from within the animal itself.
A Flood of Evidence: 40 Reasons Noah and the Ark Still Matter
Author:- Ken Ham
Category:- science
Quote:- Turning into ghosts is not what the dead deserve.
The Gilded Wolves
Author:- Roshani Chokshi
Category:- best
Quote:- Turuan mo ang mga taong mag-isip. Tulungan mo ang kapwa mong maging maalam. Dahil ang matalino, kung hindi magbabahagi ng kaalaman, ay wala ring pinagkaiba sa bobo.
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Author:- Bob Ong
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- Tutto diventa banale quando se ne conosce la dimostrazione.
Author:- D.V. Widder
Category:- science
Quote:- Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;All mimsy were the borogoves,And the mome raths outgrabe."Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!"He took his vorpal sword in hand; Long time the manxome foe he sought—So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought.And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came!One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back."And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy!O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy.'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;All mimsy were the borogoves,And the mome raths outgrabe.
Author:- Lewis Carroll
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Twas noontide of summer,And mid-time of night;And stars, in their orbits,Shone pale, thro' the lightOf the brighter, cold moon,'Mid planets her slaves,Herself in the Heavens,Her beam on the waves.I gazed awhileOn her cold smile;Too cold–too cold for me-There pass'd, as a shroud,A fleecy cloud,And I turned away to thee,Proud Evening Star,In thy glory afar,And dearer thy beam shall be;For joy to my heartIs the proud partThou bearest in Heaven at night,And more I admireThy distant fire,Than that colder, lowly light.
The Complete Poetry
Author:- Edgar Allan Poe
Category:- poetry