Author of quotes: Douglas Coupland. Page 3

I think at Christmas people celebrate the day when separated from the animals. Instead of trying to live lightly and freely, like birds or beasts, we become prisoners of ourselves.

- Shut Up, Steve.
Why?
Because words can kill a miracle.

Keep this in mind: you're fighting for last place in the competition where other participants are not.

I just love animals. They are better than we are. Even the most evil and harmful to the soul is pure, and evil people, is really a goner.

People should eat food no hotter than blood. Amen.

Imagine that you came from another planet, and showed you a butterfly and a caterpillar. If you understand that this is one and the same?

As living on Earth with a brain, a pair of ears and pair of eyes, not to notice that soon all of us will come to an end? It is felt even in taste of water.

I don't understand the human heart. Only the pain makes it stronger. Only sorrow makes it kind. A good life it withers, and the joy if building around it, blank walls. The heart is a perverse and cruel. I hate it, and it seems, hates me.

- Just imagine: these nasty, ugly houses will stand here after our death.
- You depress me, Roger.
- These huts only prove how limited the views, how low is the goal.

Today I came up with a curious thought. Not too original, but still better than nothing: it would be funny if stars of the day blackened, as if someone had peppered the sky.

They not caved in under the circumstances, and that's just the way they looked.

Feelings affect our body as well as vitamins, x-rays or accident. But what I have experienced, God only knows what organs suffer from it. So I should be. I'm not a nice person - well, just because I'm a bad and in addition lost his way.

A few years ago it dawned on me: all the people reaching a certain age, begin to dream about running away from life.

Instead of improvising to the music of words, the body comes up to her feelings.