Arreglemos Quotes & Sayings

So dumb to say, I won't while doing it. — M.F. Moonzajer

Why does a man who is truly in love insist that this relationship must continue and be "lifelong"? Because life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic. Who would want to wake up halfway through an operation? — Cesare Pavese

If Id lived prior to the 1980s, it would have been different, because I would have been playing to prove African Americans are equal. Now, I dont necessarily feel I have to play for black people, because obviously theyre doing everything in all sports. If I can go out there and play for myself and not feel I have to stand for something other than what I want to do, thats good. — Venus Williams

The sweat stood out cold on Ford Prefect's brow, and slid round the electrodes strapped to his temples. These were attached to a battery of electronic equipment - imagery intensifiers, rhythmic modulators, alliterative residulators and simile dumpers - all designed to heighten the experience of the poem and make sure that not a single nuance of the poet's thought was lost. — Douglas Adams

You are you.
You are unique individual
You have unique purpose.
You have unique fulfillment.
You have unique mission in life. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Life decision is permanent other than a tattoo. — Colleen Hoover

It is the culture that makes the difference. When there is no internal transformation, there cannot be external progress and development whatsoever. — Sunday Adelaja

I always think that the party that offers the most hope and ideas for the future is the party that wins. — Sam Brownback

Goody Two-shoes Evie Greene got herself pickled, for true. If I'd known you were such a juvenile delinquent, I might've asked for a new history podna."
"Juvenile delinquent? Hmm. Aren't your initials J.D.? If the shoe fits ... — Kresley Cole

I leave a white and turbid wake; pale waters, paler cheeks, where'er I sail. The envious billows sidelong swell to whelm my track; let them; but first I pass. — Herman Melville

The gray-green stretch of sandy grass,Indefinitely desolate;A sea of lead, a sky of slate;Already autumn in the air, alas!One stark monotony of stone,The long hotel, acutely white,Against the after-sunset lightWithers gray-green, and takes the grass's tone. — Arthur Symons