Autosuficiencia Alimentaria Quotes & Sayings

Onua smiled. She knew an old grievance when she heard one. "Then why wear 'em? Get yourself breeches and a shirt like me." Daine gaped at her. "Men's gear? With folk talking about me all the time as is?" Onua shook her head. "You're not home now. The rules have changed." Daine opened her mouth to object - then closed it. She looked at her skirts. To be rid of them, and the petticoats . . . it hit her, really hit her, that she was free of Snowsdale. What could they do to her now? — Tamora Pierce

I believe that you are not stuck with a pre-destiny. I believe that there is ways to see all these things that are laid down in front of you and where you belong and to smack yourself in the face when you realize that you've strayed off your path and get back to where your path is. — Marilyn Manson

I find that often simple words say all that needs to be said in less time, using less energy, with all the details wanted- fully in tact. Love it. — Sereda Aleta Dailey

Reporting the extreme things as if they were the average things will start you on the art of fiction. — F Scott Fitzgerald

You know the popular saying "home is where the heart is"? Well, I see now
the perfect home is up to me to find, within myself. Hailey, Surviving Seventeen — J.L. Morrison

I heard that I have three ribs, that I have more surgeries than Cher - whatever they say, they say; I know who I am. — Thalia

Hard work + smart work = eye caching success, shortcut is not ever — Chiranjit Paul

The important thing is not to lie to yourself. He who lies to himself and listens to his own lies reaches a state in which he no longer recognizes truth either in himself or in others, and so he ceases to respect both himself and others. Having ceased to respect everyone, he stops loving, and then, in the absence of love, in order to occupy and divert himself, he abandons himself to passions and the gratification of coarse pleasures until his vices bring him down to the level of bestiality, and all on account of his being constantly false both to himself and to others. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky