Almanita Quotes & Sayings

Whatever we can't love or accept in another, is a mirror of something we can't love or accept in ourselves. — Brenda Shoshanna

It was not only that I could not become spiteful, I did not know how to become anything; neither spiteful nor kind, neither a rascal nor an honest man, neither a hero nor an insect. Now, I am living out my life in my corner, taunting myself with the spiteful and useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot become anything seriously, and it is only the fool who becomes anything. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

If you prick us, do we not bleed? — William Shakespeare

Twenty-five million veterans are living among us today. These men and women selflessly set aside their civilian lives to put on the uniform and serve us. — Steve Buyer

Love is free, and unlimited. It cannot be contained, it cannot be diminished or destroyed. It's void of time and space. It recognizes interconnectivity amongst all things. It's the one breath of life that touches each and every living thing. It is the voice of the soul, the whisper of the heart, and holistic remedy for the body. — Camille Lucy

I know the Press only too well. Almost all editors hide away in spider-dens, men without thought of Family or Public Interest or the humble delights of jaunts out-of-doors, plotting how they can put over their lies, and advance their own positions and fill their greedy pocketbooks by calumniating Statesmen who have given their all for the common good and who are vulnerable because they stand out in the fierce Light that beats around the Throne. Zero Hour, Berzelius Windrip. — Sinclair Lewis

It would figure the best looking guy on this ward is gay ... and he has a sexier than sin boyfriend ... I swear to God I'm going to turn into a man. It's the only way. — Crystal Rose

I didn't want him to love me tenderly. I wanted him to bury his hands in my hair and get lost in me. I wanted him to bruise my lips and stain my skin with his need. I wanted him to dig his fingers into my soul and make love to the storm inside me. I wanted him to remind me how to breathe by taking my breath away, to love me recklessly. I didn't need his hesitant touch or guarded desire. What I needed was to feel his fire and know that I wasn't burning alone. — Holly Renee

The absence of fossil evidence for intermediary stages between major transitions in organic design, indeed our inability, even in our imagination, to construct functional intermediates in many cases, has been a persistent and nagging problem for gradualist accounts of evolution. — Stephen Jay Gould