Borges Argentina Quotes & Sayings

But then she often felt like this lately. The world seemed full of transparent frauds that only she could see through. She was forever shouting from the hustings of honesty, though if any honesty were directed at her she ran from it horrified. And she knew it, laughed at herself for it, wretchedly. She was all to pieces. — Jude Morgan

Queer," I mused, "to see what we were thinking five years ago. — Virginia Woolf

Where Love meets action, there be God. — Todd Stocker

I couldn't possibly have played someone with feelings towards a woman unless I had those feelings myself. — Cate Blanchett

We display outrageously and obsessively that which we do not possess or have deeply at our disposal. If we are displaying sex with unseemly exaggeration and preoccupation then we have not found the heart of sex. — Thomas Moore

I must feel this emotion
with my whole being
and as it sweeps me off my feet
enjoy the sensation of falling
falling endlessly into the arms
of no lover — Nirmala

So it may be a language that separates you - again, social networks. But second-generation Asian and Hispanics, second, and third and fourth and so on, they are much more likely to be in integrated churches than are blacks or whites. — Michael Emerson

This is the beginning There are no beginnings or endings We are here Learning And creating and destroying Growing and decaying I want to share with the world and be loved But it always starts with me. The stone dropped Creates the ripples — Isa Ritchie

Memory was a story you told yourself about yourself, extrapolated from a tiny dot-matrix of facts. — Jeremy Dyson

Of all the universal lies she accepted unquestioningly, the happy ending was the most absurd. The hero and heroine lived happily ever after, and the ending seemed indisputable, definitive. No questions asked about how long love or happiness lasts in that 'forever' that can be divided into lifetimes, years, months. Even days — Arturo Perez-Reverte

That is our Shield Ring, our last stronghold; not the barrier fells and the totter-moss between, but something in the hearts of men. — Rosemary Sutcliff