Basconi Men Quotes & Sayings

Inequality is not necessarily bad in itself: the key question is to decide whether it is justified, whether there are reasons for it. — Thomas Piketty

Ambition, in one respect, is like a singer's voice; pitched at too high a key, it breaks and comes to nothing. — Christian Nestell Bovee

If God and his grace do not rule us, sin and Satan will have possession of us. — Matthew Henry

I think everyone still thinks I'm 13. — Jamie Bell

There are not unfrequently substantial reasons underneath for customs that appear to us absurd; and if I were ever again to find myself amongst strangers, I should be solicitous to examine before I condemned. — Charlotte Bronte

Our tears are precious, necessary, and part of what make us such endearing creatures. — David Richo

In my book, everything considered immoral, foolish and unhealthy is fine in moderate measurements. — Gloria D. Gonsalves

My brother tried to explain sex to me when I was 7 - and he did it with a cup. — Kevin Hart

I've been here before, I tell myself. I've been lonelier than this, more hopeless than this, more desperate than this. I've been here before and I survived. I can get through this. — Tahereh Mafi

If you just develop your psychic ability and don't learn psychic self-defense, you become more sensitive, open, and vulnerable. — Frederick Lenz

I can't say what made me fall in love with Vietnam - that a woman's voice can drug you; that everything is so intense. The colors, the taste, even the rain. Nothing like the filthy rain in London. They say whatever you're looking for, you will find here. They say you come to Vietnam and you understand a lot in a few minutes, but the rest has got to be lived. The smell: that's the first thing that hits you, promising everything in exchange for your soul. And the heat. Your shirt is straightaway a rag. You can hardly remember your name, or what you came to escape from. But at night, there's a breeze. The river is beautiful. You could be forgiven for thinking there was no war; that the gunshots were fireworks; that only pleasure matters. A pipe of opium, or the touch of a girl who might tell you she loves you. And then, something happens, as you knew it would. And nothing can ever be the same again. — Graham Greene

What am I to do, what can any woman do, when her husband is such a fool as to desire a woman for a moment, rather than the woman he is pledged to for eternity? — Philippa Gregory