Accompagnatoria Quotes & Sayings

If I could just get to Poland everything would be okay. — Jim Rohn

If ever this vast country is brought under a single government, it will be one of the most extensive corruption. — Thomas Jefferson

After she left, after that summer, things were the same and they weren't. She and I were still friends, but not best friends, not like we used to be. But we were still friends. She'd know me my whole life. It's hard to throw away history. It was like you were throwing away part of yourself. — Jenny Han

What a terrifying thought," he'd said, "that they're just as fucked-up as we are. — Jason M. Hough

If something comes up in your writing that is scary or naked, dive right into it. It probably has lots of energy. — Natalie Goldberg

How rarely these few years, as work keeps up aloof,
Or fares, or one thing or another,
How we had days to spend under our parents' roof;
Myself, my sister, and my brother.
All five of us will die; to reckon from the past
This flesh and blood is unforgiving.
What's hard is that just one of us will be the last
To bear it all and go on living. — Vikram Seth

Samantha turns toward us as we enter and her mouth drops open. "You." Pure joy floods her face like sunlight falling through storm clouds, and she runs up to me, laying hands on either side of my face as she gazes deeply into my eyes. "There you are. — Suzanna J. Linton

I have seen the faces of our enemies!
I have looked into the eyes of our foes!
Do you know what I have seen?
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Faces and eyes, gentlemen. Faces and eyes. — Derek Landy

Qui donc t'a donne la mission s'annoncer au peuple que la divinite n'existe pas? Quel avantage trouves-tu a persuader a l'homme qu'une force aveugle preside a ses destinees et frappe au hasard le crime et la vertu? (Who then invested you with the mission to announce to the people that there is no God? What advantage find you in persuading man that nothing but blind force presides over his destinies, and strikes haphazard both crime and virtue?) - ROBESPIERRE, "DISCOURS," MAI 7, 1794. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton