Bulliciosa Significado Quotes & Sayings

It's amazing the amount of anger, hostility and hatred some people show towards those of us who want to leave them in freedom. Hysterically, some statists characterize that as the voluntaryists trying to "force" their views on everyone else. "You're oppressing me, by leaving me alone, and wanting me to leave you alone!" Meanwhile, they wildly cheer when some politician promises to extort and control them. Go figure. — Larken Rose

My mum's an opera singer: I grew up watching her get swept up in music and transform herself into characters. She taught me that music is a lifelong journey, and that with every day and every song and every gig you learn something new. — Katie Noonan

The thing about being a songwriter, once you realize you are one, is that to provide ammo, you start to become an observer. ... You're constantly on the alert. That faculty gets trained in you over the years: observing people, how they react to one another, which in a way makes you weirdly distant ... It's a little of Peeping Tom, being a song-writer. — Keith Richards

It is in the thick of calamity that one gets hardened to the truth - in other words, to silence. — Albert Camus

Let me plead with you, lovers of my Africa, to carry with you into the world the vision of a new Africa — Robert Sobukwe

If the Vaults were the heart of Rifthold's underworld, then the glass castle was the soul of Adarlan's empire. — Sarah J. Maas

When she talked about beating the shit out me, I had to fight a smile. I had no doubt she could bring me to my knees. She could do that with her blue eyes alone. — Chelsea M. Cameron

You can be loving all the time. This is your choice. You may not have a reason to love, but you can love because love makes you so happy. Love in action only produces happiness. — Miguel Ruiz

I communicate my innermost perceptions through art. — Arshile Gorky

My nails are my rhythm section when I'm writing a song all alone. Some day, I may cut an album, just me and my nails. — Dolly Parton

I wouldn't have to explain that I fall in love with minds, not genders or body parts. — Leah Raeder

Till gradually he became desperate, lost his understanding, was plunged in a revolt that knew no bounds. Inarticulate, he moved with her at the Marsh in violent, gloomy, wordless passion, almost in hatred of her. — D.H. Lawrence