Bueso Guatemala Quotes & Sayings

I don't need a fantasy life as once I did. That is the life of the imagination that I had a great need for. Films were the perfect means for satisfying that need. — Olivia De Havilland

I like a colorful sock. I'm a sock man. — George H. W. Bush

When a young person dies, much of the tragedy lies in her promise: what she would have done. — Marina Keegan

I'm going to call you Rose, he says with resolution, working the back off an old clock. — Lauren DeStefano

When the heart is down and the soul is heavy, the eyes can only speak the language of tears — Ikechukwu Izuakor

A woman's place is in the house - the House of Representatives. — Bella Abzug

Man is an everlack, an infinite withoutness, afloat on an apparently endless ocean of apparently endless indifference to individual things. Obscurely he sees catastrophes happening to other rafts, rafts that are too distant for him to determine whether they have other humans aboard, but too numerous and too identical for him to presume that they have not. — John Fowles

Driving home, it's all I can do to keep from crying. Time's come, time's gone, time's never returning, I say to myself. What's here in front of me is all I've got, I decide, and as I drive my car through the blowing snow it doesn't seem like much, except for the kindness that I've just exchanged with an old lady, so I concentrate on that. — Russell Banks

The music of cri-cri and cigales droned on in a hypnotic rhythm, punctuated by the occasional croon of the nightingale. I thought of lullabies and how as a child they would placate my disappointment that another day had ended. I was used to sleeping in strange places, and would always focus on sound to relax. In the pawnshop, it was the ticking of grandfather clocks or the tuning of antique instruments. In the thieves' den, it was striking of a match, the bubbling of a water pipe and the gentle murmur floating in off the streets. On the Wastrel, it was the wind or the creaking wood. It was important to me to find lullabies where I could. If death came with a lullaby, perhaps fewer men would fear it. — Meg Merriet

Those who deal in magic learn to see the world in a slightly differnt light than everybody else.you gain a perspective you had considered before. A way of thinking that would never have occurred to you with out exposure to the things a wizard sees and hears.When you look in to some ones eyes you see them in that other light and for just a second they see you in the same way. — Jim Butcher

People don't tell others when they lose interest, just like they don't tell others when they love them. And then they wonder why they are so unhappy. — Donna Lynn Hope