Carajosa Quotes & Sayings

Not many people give you a vision of what the future will bring. — Will.i.am

He must love you very much,' Gavril said once I had my footing.
I couldn't look at him. 'What makes you say that?' Gavril sighed. 'I've known Maxon since he was a child. He's never stood up to his father like that. — Kiera Cass

Tell people the truth, they laugh. The truth is so tragic they have to pretend it's a joke. — Lucille Kallen

There are two kinds of leaders: those who are interested in the flock, and those who are interested in the fleece. — Evan Esar

Our right hemisphere, it thinks in pictures and it learns kinesthetically through the movement of our bodies. Information ... explodes into this enormous collage of what this present moment looks like, smells like and tastes like, what it feels like and what it sounds like. — Jill Bolte Taylor

Like an ethereal presence
You hang out everywhere.
Not a naughty or scary goblin,
Rather, an inquisitive observer,
A concerned, caring custodian,
Visiting every niche and closet
Where we stuff the undesired
Of our messy, blemished lives,
You haunt territories we ignore,
Hoping we will find you there. — Joyce Rupp

I've always wanted to hunt another human being for sport, even though I know his fear will taint the taste of the meat. — Catherine Zeta-Jones

So this is it what cost me all that time. A man who turned out to be old, a house that turned out to be empty. — Jennifer Egan

For the fear of death is indeed the pretense of wisdom, and not real wisdom, being a pretense of knowing the unknown; and no one know whether death, which men in their fear apprehend to be the greatest evil, may not be the greatest good. Is not this ignorance of a disgraceful sort, the ignorance which is the conceit that a man knows that he does not know? And in this respect only I believe myself to differ from men in general, and may perhaps claim to be wiser than they are: that whereas I know but little of the world below, I do not suppose that I know ... — Socrates

Anybody caught selling macrame in public should be dyed a natural color and hung out to dry. — Calvin Trillin

His mother's words faded to myth, concocted by a gentle soul to delight the imagination of a boy.

Until one day, they were no longer a myth. One day, he would wish he had never heard them at all because they spelled his happiness--and his eternal sorrow. — Natalia Marx