Carandini Emilio Quotes & Sayings

I'm impervious to logic. — Stephen Colbert

Hoped that an assassin's jewel would pay for a healer's education. — Sarah J. Maas

Blues and jazz pulled me away from what was left of my family. — Alexis Korner

No truth can cure the sadness we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness, can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see that sadness through to the end and
learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sadness that comes to us without warning. — Haruki Murakami

If I'm not doing something or working on something, I literally just sit in the room and think, which I don't think is productive. I won't go outside for days. — Adam Driver

The trailer looks like home! — Sarah Addison Allen

When the scientific method came into being, it gave us a new window on the truth; namely, a method by laboratory-controlled experiments to winnow true hypotheses from false ones. — Huston Smith

Blessed are those whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered. Blessed is the one whose sin the Lord will never count against them."4 — Anonymous

The first movie I literally ever made in my life was about two guys playing Stratego with each other. I had all my friends dressing up like the military characters in the game. So 'Battleship' is really my second board game turned movie! — Peter Berg

People say that when a baby is crying the paternal grandmother will say, "The baby is crying, you should feed her," and the maternal grandmother will say, "Why is that baby crying so much, making her mom so tired? — Shin Kyung-sook

Not everything is black and white. There are some things that are not meant to be proven logically, they just are. They have existed long before us and will continue to do do long after we leave this earth. — Kira Saito

When I was a teenager there was no video in my country. Betamax came to Mexico very slowly. — Guillermo Del Toro

Why, if one wants to compare life to anything, one must liken it to being blown through the Tube at fifty miles an hour
landing at the other end without a single hairpin in one's hair! Shot out at the feet of God entirely naked! Tumbling head over heels in the asphodel meadows like brown paper parcels pitched down a shoot in the post office! With one's hair flying back like the tail of a race-horse. Yes, that seems to express the rapidity of life, the perpetual waste and repair; all so casual, all so haphazard ...
But after life. The slow pulling down of thick green stalks so that the cup of the flower, as it turns over, deluges one with purple and red light. Why, after all, should one not be born there as one is born here, helpless, speechless, unable to focus one's eyesight, groping at the roots of the grass, at the toes of the Giants? — Virginia Woolf

How sweet it is to die if one has lived on the Cross! — John Vianney