Casamatta Bianco Quotes & Sayings

Now the good gods forbid That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude Towards her deserved children is enrolled In Jove's own book, like an unnatural dam Should now eat up her own! — William Shakespeare

The two of them, father and son, lived like roommates, stumbling upon each other in their matching peacock robes, bitching over who used up the coffee, but by afternoon they drifted in the pool together, bumping the sides, compatriots in the search for a little passion on earth. They — Jeffrey Eugenides

Death is the beginning of life as life is the beginning of death, and all floods start a movement that cycle from scouring to sediment building. The same sediments that build also bury. — Paul H. Yarbrough

Today is a new day. Today is a day for you to begin creating a joyous, fulfilling life. Today is the day to begin to release all your limitations. Today is the day for you to learn the secrets of life. You can change your life for the better. You already have the tools within you to do so. These tools are your thoughts and your beliefs. — Louise Hay

People are more than just the way they look. — Madeleine L'Engle

13Keep back Your servant also from presumptuous sins; Let them not have dominion over me. Then I shall be blameless, And I shall be innocent of ggreat transgression. — Anonymous

Of course, it's a great joy to be able to perform. And that love affair with an audience, where you give love and they give love back - it's a romantic situation. — Barry Crocker

Suicide, is a persons privilege. I don't believe it's a sin or a crime it's your right if you do. Though it doesn't get you anywhere. — Marilyn Monroe

But this was the thought of a depressive. An aspiring depressive, at the time. That was the odd thing about Leonard's disease, the almost pleasurable way it began. At first his dark moods were closer to melancholy than to despair. There was something enjoyable about wandering around the city alone, feeling forlorn. There was even a sense of superiority, of being right, in not liking the things other kids liked. — Jeffrey Eugenides