Cascarinos Menu Quotes & Sayings

One friend is always sacrificed to the other in friendship. — Jules Verne

What we write should surprise us, the way life surprises us. — Marty Rubin

Moses desired to see God; I do not desire to see God;He desires to see me — Bayazid Bastami

There was nothing as romantic as the feel of a book in your hands. — Brittainy C. Cherry

Stupid people like to delude themselves that while they may not be clever, they were at least able to compensate with feelings and insights denied to the intellectual ... It was precisely this kind of false belief that made stupid people so stupid. The truth was the clever people had infinitely more resources from which to make the leaps of connection that the world called intuition. What was 'intelligence' after all, but the ability to read into things? — Stephen Fry

no need to ask what girl he referred to. — F Scott Fitzgerald

The notion that women shouldn't care about personal success
or the work that gets them there
is disengenuous; it is impossible for women not to have jobs anymore, so it doesn't make sense to expect them to structure their lives around getting married. The real failure is our cultural incapacity to make room for women to live and thrive outside of traditional conceptions of femininity and relationships. After all, we can eat without marriage, but not without work. — Samhita Mukhopadhyay

Over my desk, I've got this enormous bulletin board, and on it I've tacked black-and-white photographs of writers at work. — Jennifer Niven

In my mind's eye my thoughts light fires in your cities. — Charles Manson

Once upon a time there was a little prince who lived on a planet scarcely bigger than himself and who had need for a friend. — Antoine De Saint-Exupery

Now two punctilious envoys, Thine and Mine Embroil the earth about a fancied line; And, dwelling much on right and much on wrong, Prove how the right is chiefly with the strong. — Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux

I wasn't even that lovable to begin with. I was a selfish ass, but somehow something I did made this man love me, deeply and without reservations. He knew things about me that I would die to keep secret. I trusted him more than I trusted anyone in my life. I mattered to him. He was suffering and I wanted it to stop. I wanted to see him happy. I loved him so much. — Ilona Andrews