Top 161 Quotes & Sayings by Vanna Bonta - Page 2

Love is the eternal first breath.

There is direct correlation between a society lacking in artistic vision to lack of social conscience, i.e., crime, poverty, and senseless, violent atrocities, materialism.

Hot air expands, and seriously pompous attitude is the inflation of choice by those lacking substance.

You are not going to find yourself anywhere except right where you are.

Pure at heart: to be like a flower that blooms as gloriously, brilliantly in a secluded wild wood, not seen and praised.

Hate: return to sender; address unknown.

What appears to us solid is ultimately both a particle and a wavelength, and on that realm everything behaves as both a particle and a wave.

Purity of heart is blooming the same colors in the middle of the wilderness when no one sees you.

The real story is not the plot, but how the characters unfold by it.

If you were the sky, I would unfurl myself in you, as a rainbow of colors yet unseen. I would become oceans of stars in your night.

Nature abhors a vacuum but why do most people hasten to fill in the blanks with garbage.

Which came first - the observer or the particle?

The only sins are violations of Love.

We are the ancestors of those gardening the universe.

Human forms are perpetuated through sex, and sex also perpetuates human consciousness.

Quantum fiction is any story that witnesses life and the human experience on a subatomic level.

How do we define consciousness, or what has been called the human soul or the spirit, if it can't be quantified as matter or a particle?.. It can be quantified or observed just by a process of elimination.

It is indisputable that evolved thinking recognizes the universality of Life.

Sex in space (Earth included) far exceeds our wildest imaginations, and is more than a big bang, that's for sure, it's cosmic.

We call interconnected order beautiful. When interrupted, we call it chaos.

Each character is an allegory for every aspect of human existence.

I am sacred when you love me. I am your sanctuary, you are mine.

Apart from Love, which is not a human emotion, of all the rest my last words would best read: It's all for the experience.

Pythagorean thought was dominated by mathematics, but it was also profoundly mystical.

Essentially 'Flight' is just an adventure of multiple realities.

There are infinite possibilities.

Remembrance of our kiss brings not your lips nor mine to mind. The flesh can only envy consumption so divine.

The primary dues a writer or any artist pays is to remain sentient, and to forfeit the illusionary luxury of such anesthetics as avoidance, numbness, and denials.

The body knows no pain, not like the soul. At least a nerve has limits, a body part a name. But the soul... the soul... There is no bandage - even crying is in vain.

Your mouth on mine our bridge to cross and serve where we would go. Utopia of sensations the flesh could never know.

The height of mediocrity is still low.

When we can build something like the Hubble telescope and fathom images of this vast cosmos of which we are a part, it really gives pause to wonder what and who we are within a larger framework than linear adventures at the shopping mall and taxes.

Penalty is different than punishment, because it offers something with which to regain honor.

Any leader who doesn't support the heart of evolving humanity is not a leader worthy of being followed.

It is an awesome thing to comprehend that what a human being dreams and imagines can be realized.

Everything solid was first an idea.

You never read about the real pain. It lives where no word can travel.

Mediocrity inspires neither great love nor hate.

Self worship is different from self love.

To the degree it is efficient, a spaceship is elegant and beautiful.

The category "Women Poets" is bizarre and irrelevant. It's a subcategory of Poets, but there is not a "Men Poets" category.

My primary motivation for writing is to communicate my perceptions and insights into the human condition, in a way that may provide understanding, comfort, and company to others.

Our true enemies are: ignorance and limitation.

It is interesting to note that poetry, a literary device whose very construct involves the use of words, is itself the word of choice by persons grasping to describe something so beautiful it is marvelously ineffable.

Our lives are fictions, a work we leave behind, signed.

Unfortunately, in our society, power means the ability to dominate and oppress.

Recognition of one's fellows is distorted when money is prioritized as value itself.

Pay me for my work, but I don't do it for the money.

Space is as infinite as we can imagine, and expanding this perspective is what adjusts humankind's focus on conquering our true enemies, the formidable foes: ignorance and limitation.

Words are contact with other beings. I see a word that says something I've noticed, seen, felt, obserevd, and I capture it; "I need that word!"

My body is an avatar.

Any leaders who disappoint the people, ideals and promises by which they were appointed are by definition themselves dis-appointed.

How can I follow my heart when it's waiting around for the rest of me to make the decision?

The realm of quanta is how I have intrinsically approached and viewed reality since I was born.

Any literature, when it arrives at being good literature, transcends genre.

People at large are becoming more aware that there is much more to reality and to themselves than what meets the eye.

Anger is a wound gone mad.

High finance trembles in its boots whenever there is some political complication.

If form follows function, as we know it does in this Universe, then consciousness will adapt to whatever form it requires in order to function. Hopefully, it will also develop its fundamental function; what that is may be debatable within many schools of thought, but it is indisputable that evolved thinking recognizes the universality of Life.

I became a total yes. We don't even have names anymore.