Bertaccini Alessandro Quotes & Sayings

The summer of 1976 was so hot that bars of chocolate melted on the shelves before confectioners could sell them. — Clive Sinclair

As long as people are talking instead of fighting, nobody loses very much blood - unless he happens to bite his tongue. — David Eddings

Some manufacturers illustrate their advertisements with abstract paintings. I would only do this if I wished to conceal from the reader what I was advertising. — David Ogilvy

She remembered the godswood, drooping branches heavy with moisture, and the sound of her brother's laughter as he chased her through piles of damp leaves. — George R R Martin

When we focus on clarifying what is being observed, felt, and needed rather than on diagnosing and judging, we discover the depth of our own compassion. — Marshall B. Rosenberg

Dreams carry us back to the earlier stages of human culture and afford us a means of understanding it more clearly. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Man seems merely dust postponed: the sublime as an encounter - pleasurable, intoxicating, even - with human weakness in the face of strength, age and size of the universe. — Alain De Botton

If we agree that good food is more important than many so-called 'important things in life,' and surely no one would dismiss lightly an event which occurs at least twice a day, and which is conducive to happiness or bad temper," he wrote in his book What Shall We Have Today?, "then we must admit that a cook is an important person in the household, since she dispenses gifts either precious or intolerable. — William Sitwell

Jesus didn't die on the cross so we can do something epic. He died so we can have a relationship with an epic God who moves in epic ways! — Alisa Hope Wagner

We know what we are, but know not what what we may be. — William Shakespeare

Mark held up his plastic bag. Inside it, a small orange fish swam around in a circle. "This is the best patrol we've ever done," he said. "I have never been awarded a fish before. — Cassandra Clare

Some may say that I couldn't sing, but no one can say that I didn't sing. — Florence Foster Jenkins

Mike was right: the pattern of life isn't a straight line; it crosses and recrosses, drawing in and tying together other lives, as I do when I gather in the ends of my thread to make a knot. — Benedict Freedman