Archundia Escritor Quotes & Sayings

We will meet; and there we may rehearse most
obscenely and courageously.
Shakespeare, Midsummer Night's Dream. Spoken by Bottom, Act I Sc. 2 — William Shakespeare

It's always more interesting to make a movie about what is relevant in your society. What's the political global backdrop? What are our threats? What are we vulnerable to? Because that's what an audience vibes on - that is what people are interested in, universally. — Gerard Butler

A woman, nothing existed but the domestic sphere and those tiny flowers etched on the pages of my art book. For a woman to aspire to be a lawyer - well, possibly, the world would end. But an acorn grew into an oak tree, didn't it? — Sue Monk Kidd

He who feels contempt for any living thing hath faculties that he hath never used, and thought with him is in its infancy. — William Wordsworth

There is certainly something of exquisite kindness and thoughtful benevolence in that rarest of gifts,
fine breeding. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton

The Gnostic only can wake up to the true state of Illumination by understanding and disintegrating dreams. — Samael Aun Weor

And their marriage, instead of depriving her of one friend, secured her two. — Jane Austen

You can't metabolize the loss. It is in the cells of your face, your chest, behind the eyes, in the twists of your gut. Muscle, sinew, bone. It is all of you. When you walk you propel it forward ... Then it sits with you. The pain puts its arm over your shoulders. It is your closest friend, steadfast. And at night you can't bear to hear your own breath, unaccompanied by another. And underneath the big stillness like a score, is the roaring of the cataract of everything being and being torn away. Then, the pain is lying beside your side, close. Does not bother you with the sound even of breathing. — Peter Heller

Part of their problem was Percy. He fought like a demon, whirling through the defenders' ranks in a completely unorthodox style, rolling under their feet, slashing with his sword instead of stabbing like a Roman would, whacking campers with the flat of his blade, and generally causing mass panic. Octavian screamed in a shrill voice - maybe ordering the First Cohort to stand their ground, maybe trying to sing soprano - but Percy put a stop to it. He somersaulted over a line of shields and slammed the butt of his sword into Octavian's helmet. The centurion collapsed like a sock puppet. Frank — Rick Riordan

Someone came too sooner. — Eugene Ormandy

The Atlanta Hawks are a bunch of guys who would prefer to pass kidney stones than pass a basketball. — Bob Weiss