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Bignotti 1965 Quotes By Albert Camus

Why indeed should we carry on and why should we return? Our cup runneth over, and a mute, invincible madness rocks us to sleep. A day comes like this which draws everything to a close; we must then let ourselves sink, like those who swim until exhausted. What do we accomplish? — Albert Camus

Bignotti 1965 Quotes By Amir Gilboa

I opened my door
and many, many crowded to come in
I therefore pushed back
the walls of my room
to welcome all my guests
And the room became the home
of my friends
and my room became the world. — Amir Gilboa

Bignotti 1965 Quotes By Jubal

Geniuses are justifiably contemptuous of the opinions of their inferiors. — Jubal

Bignotti 1965 Quotes By Edgar Bergen

Well, a friend in need is a friend indeed. — Edgar Bergen

Bignotti 1965 Quotes By B. H. Roberts

The Manifesto was a cowardly proceeding, the more I thought of it the less I liked it. — B. H. Roberts

Bignotti 1965 Quotes By Rainbow Rowell

Nothing ever ends...

Just three words long — Rainbow Rowell

Bignotti 1965 Quotes By Ann Brasco

It seems to make little sense how a person's self-worth or self-confidence should be wrapped up in how much their jacket is worth or what shoe they are wearing. Does a person's round or pointy-tip shoe really say anything of value about who a person is?
It seems that true luxury lies in a freedom from needing that red-bottom shoe, that handbag with all the tiny initials and big price tag, or the latest trend to know that a person truly matters. True luxury seems to lie in the separation of confidence and materialism.
Authentic luxury flourishes from the untying of self-worth from popular opinion. — Ann Brasco

Bignotti 1965 Quotes By Charles Martin

Once a heart breaks ... it doesn't just grow back. It's not a lizard's tail. It's more like a huge stained glass that shattered into a million pieces, and it's not going back together. Least not the way it was. You can mush it all into one piece, but that doesn't make it a window. That makes it a pile of broken colored glass. Shattered hearts don't mend and they don't heal. They just don't work that way. — Charles Martin