Botas Para Quotes & Sayings

Hate school but love school and threat it right so you can be where you love to be all right? — Mohlalefi J Motsima

The not-so-bookish librarian was half angel, half she-devil, so sayeth the rumor mill. — Ellen Hopkins

I've seen so many people - loved ones and colleagues - who jump from one diet to the next, one exercise regimen to the next . I was trying to figure out what were some of the basic things that each of us can build into a lifestyle for good, instead of bouncing from one thing to the next. — Tom Rath

If I'm outside, I want something flat on my feet. — Ashley Madekwe

I love America for its bourgeois comfort. If I was as heavily in debt as they are, I wouldn't be drinking tea or coffee anywhere. I would be sipping tap water from an old bottle and serving others tea or coffee in a cafe somewhere. — Vann Chow

To change reality, change your thoughts and perceptions. — Debasish Mridha

I think that's why I'm an actor: so I can tell those stories without having to really live through those stories with real consequences and real stakes, real responsibility. — Aaron Lazar

Mum says that, since I was a tiny baby, I've had the most strong-willed and stubborn personality known to man. Although that was a real pain for her, she admired my resolve. — Bat For Lashes

Ultimately, the best driver will always do something special, whatever the rules and whatever the regulations. Same thing with the teams. — Jacques Villeneuve

If you don't want Japan to buy it, don't sell it. — Akio Morita

Adams first law of survival: Get even first. — Randall Dale Adams

He doesn't want to know about the real me. It'll be like people in scary movies who think they want to know whats in the basement, but when they find out, they're always sorry. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

I'd found him, and he was mine - cute little bugger that he was, messed up glasses, funky shoes and all. — Elle Casey

Night

Night came, sirens.
Dark and breathless, it came
with the limp shape of my mother in its arms./
In its white coat, it came with her from the bath/
laid her on the floor in the hall./
It struck her blue mouth
forced the metal of its own mouth over the water of hers./
It blew into her again
and again. It said, Stay.
It asked her name.

Morning came.
Tender it came
as tender as the one before.
It brought walls
and the doors of the house stood swinging open and closing upon our secrets/
for everyone to see. For days,
I slept with the words
I'd heard her singing in the tub
Hello, darkness. — Justen Ahren