Bustorff Silva Quotes & Sayings

I love the Rio Grande Valley. I always say it's home - Texas is home. I've been out in L.A. a little over ten years, and I still get so excited when I go back home. It just feels comfortable; it makes me smile. — Cristela Alonzo

FIND WHAT YOU REALLY CARE ABOUT AND LIVE A LIFE THAT SHOWS IT. — Kate Wolf

As I lay, a pink, dreamlike glow seeped into the room, gradually turning a bright, chemical red. The light inched towards the bed, slowly picking out our two bodies - developing us, I thought, the way photographs used to be made - until it was daylight and everything had its normal definition. — Olivia Sudjic

Early on, isaac let me know that he always finds pauses awkward - if too much time went by without me responding, he'd think i was typing something else in another window, or had left the computer, or was IMing twelve other boys besides him. and i had to admit that i felt the same fears. so now we do this thing whenever we're pausing. we just type
grayscale: i'm here
boundbydad: i'm here
grayscale: i'm here
boundbydad: i'm here
until the next sentence comes. — David Levithan

We must remember how apt man is to extremes
rushing from credulity and weakness to suspicion and distrust. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton

I'm a person who has life and wants to live, and always have. — Whitney Houston

In my humdrum life I was exalted one day by perfumes exhaled by a world that had been so bland. They were the troubling heralds of love. Suddenly love itself had come, with its roses and its flutes, sculpting, papering, closing, perfuming everything around it. Love had blended with the most immense breath of the thoughts themselves, the respiration that, without weakening love, had made it infinite. But what did I know about love itself? Did I, in any way, clarify its mystery, and did I know anything about it other than the fragrance of its sadness and the smell of its fragrances? Then, love went away, and the perfumes, from shattered flagons, were exhaled with a purer intensity. The scent of a weakened drop still impregnates my life. — Marcel Proust

I was an observant but dreamy child. I had a lazy eye and wild curls. — Monique Roffey

In these few minutes, I was Beethoven's captive and I couldn't have been a more willing participant. — Stormy Smith

It is easy to see that the ego is that part of the id which has been modified by the direct influence of the external world. — Sigmund Freud

I used to write travel essays, and I was struck by how the fact of writing about a place would change my relationship with it. I would make completely different choices, do things I wouldn't have normally, because I had to fill this narrative shape. — Chelsea Cain

If you are not grateful for your job, you will automatically give less. When you give less you decrease what comes back to you, and as a result, you will never be happy in your work, you will never give more than you have to, and your job or work will stagnate and eventually deteriorate, which could mean losing your job. Remember, for those who do not have gratitude, even what they have will be taken from them. — Rhonda Byrne

Sculpture is the art of the intelligence. — Pablo Picasso