Barcelona Quotes Quotes & Sayings

A lot of people say, 'AC/DC - that's the band with the little guy who runs around in school shorts!' — Angus Young

In the very unlikely chance that something unexpected happens today, I'm just going to say that I met you in Barcelona and that we had a wild affair and that I followed you to Malaga for sex and the promise of a good time." "More or less true," Lexi grinned. "It's perfect." "If you get hauled away in handcuffs, I'll ask for visitation rights to get my lady fix. — Giselle Fox

Even the moon was embarrassed by the beauty of Barcelona. — Andrew Barger

For him that stealeth, or borroweth and returneth not, this book from its owner, let it change into a serpent in his hand and rend him. Let him be struck with palsy, and all his members blasted. Let him languish in pain, crying aloud for mercy, and let there be no surcease to this agony till he sing in dissolution. Let bookworms gnaw his entrails ... and when at last he goeth to his final punishment, let the flames of Hell consume him forever.
- Anonymous Curse on Book Theives from the Monaster of San Pedro, Barcelona, Spain — Anatole Broyard

Science is the struggle to avoid self-delusions or at least not to appear too delusional to others. — D.A. Blankinship

Woke up this morning with a wine glass in my hand. Who's wine, what wine, where the hell did I dine? — Peter Frampton

And if we think of the same example but with ourselves in the role of the insect, and the larger universe in the role we've just played, it's perfectly clear that we're affected every day by forces over which we have no more control than the poor beetle has over our gigantic foot as it descends upon it. What are we to do? We must use whatever methods we can to understand the movement of the universe around us and time our actions so that we are not fighting the currents, but moving with them. Mameha took up my almanac again and this time selected several dates over the following weeks that would be auspicious for significant change. I — Arthur Golden

Did Brother Zachariah just steal our cat? — Cassandra Clare