Acertou Quotes & Sayings

Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk. — George MacDonald

When the ignorant have become numerous or powerful enough, they have been referred to by a special name. This names is 'the Wise'. — Idries Shah

Cass had a few points but, really, a vampire? Who believed in such a myth? What was Cass suggesting anyway? That I grab my rosary and head for the nearest church begging for holy water? Line my door and windows with salt? Sleep with a wooden stake under my pillow? Hang garlic bulbs from my bedroom door? Why was I even considering these options? — Jayde Scott

I slowly dismantled the act of painting, to consider the possibility that no-thing ever really transcends its immediate environment. — Robert Irwin

Write. Write every day. Write honestly. Write something that doesn't exist, and you wish did. Read. Learn. Study. Watch people. Listen to what they say, listen to how they say it and listen to what they do not say. Surprise yourself. Scare yourself. — Brian Michael Bendis

Why is everyone so eager to assume I'm nuts? Just because I blurt out random bizarre statements and find dead bodies that disappear before anyone else sees them? — K.C. Held

His judgement demonstrates that one can be a genius and understand nothing of an art that is not one's own. — Victor Hugo

To be taken into account were some years of schooling, where I studied with diligence Neptune's laws, and these laws I tried to obey when I sailed overseas; it was worth the while. — Joshua Slocum

We prepared to go ashore to publish for the first time in New Zealand the glad tidings of the gospel. — Samuel Marsden

Examine what you do and examine what other women do. Examine the dreams that men hold of you and how they force you in a corner, literally and figuratively. — Frederick Lenz

The potion drunk by lovers is prepared by no one but themselves. The potion is the sum of one's whole existence. Every word spoken in the past accumulated forms and color in the self. What flows through the veins besides blood is the distillation of every act committed, the sediment of all the visions, wishes, dreams, and experiences. All the past emotions converge to tint the skin and flavor the lips, to regulate the pulse and produce crystals in the eyes.
The fascination exerted by one human being over another is not what he emits of his personality at the present instant of encounter but a summation of his entire being which gives off this powerful drug capturing the fancy and attachment.
No moment of charm without long roots in the past, no moment of charm is born on bare soil, a careless accident of beauty, but is the sum of great sorrows, growths, and efforts.
But love, the great narcotic, was the hothouse in which all the selves burst into their fullest bloom ... — Anais Nin

Always be kind. Every one needs it. Practice forgiveness. — Debasish Mridha