Candido Bido Quotes & Sayings

As soon as you make some films that people like, you'll be sent material, and that can come from anywhere. — Lenny Abrahamson

I have no great message to the world. — Orson Welles

I do hope that some of my dissents will one day be the law. — Ruth Bader Ginsburg

I do not personally regard the whole of the remaining cities of Germany as worth the bones of one British Grenadier. It therefore seems to me that there is one and only one valid argument on which a case for giving up strategic bombing could be based, namely that it has already completed its task and that nothing now remains for the Armies to do except to occupy Germany against unorganized resistance. — Sir Arthur Harris, 1st Baronet

I really don't care what you do, but maybe it'll keep you busy enough that you'll stop coming over here unannunced and throwing yourself at creatures of darkness. — Richelle Mead

There can never be any real freedom on earth as long as people try to exert ownership over the natural resources of the world. — Bryant McGill

When women are supposed to be quiet, a talkative woman is a woman who talks at all. — Dale Spender

If you don't trust anyone, they can't let you down. — Simon R. Green

Sadness is a powerful foe, maybe harder to keep down than happiness ... — Katherine Hannigan

Were you in Hell itself, Christian. I would always come for you. — Eli Easton

It is the emptiness of the bowl that creates the bowl — Nick Flynn

Sometimes back then, fishing with Jasper up the Sulphur, I hit my limit. I mean it felt my heart might just burst. Bursting is different than breaking. Like there is no way to contain how beautiful. Not it either, not just beauty. Something about how I fit. This little bend of smooth stones, the leaning cliffs. The smell of spruce. The small cutthroat making quiet rings in the black water of a pool. And no need to thank even. Just be. Just fish. Just walk up the creek, get dark, get cold, it is all a piece. Of me somehow. — Peter Heller

The surf was out of control and wild. The wind was powerful. So powerful it was hard to stand up. But I felt free. So damn free. It was beyond euphoric. It was practically cathartic. Spiritual. I remember so clearly the feeling of that wind sweeping off the Pacific, assaulting my face with brine and secrets from the deep. I closed my eyes, held my arms back like I was going to fly. The sun beat down on me, birds flew close to shore. I'd never felt so in tune and connected with the world before. — Karina Halle