Cebada Malteada Quotes & Sayings

I can discover nothing in any mere animal but an ingenious machine, to which nature has given senses to wind itself up, and guard, to a certain degree, against everything that might destroy or disorder it. — Jean-Jacques Rousseau

There are, while human miseries abound, A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth, Without one fool or flatterer at your board, Without one hour of sickness or disgust. — John Armstrong

He'll be coming and going" he had said. "One day you'll see him and another you won't. He doesn't like being tied down
and of course he has other countries to attend to. It's quite all right. He'll often drop in. Only you mustn't press him. He's wild, you know. Not like a tame lion. — C.S. Lewis

Science clears the fields on which technology can build. — Werner Heisenberg

Live well - respire frequently. — Gene Simmons

It is the evil mind that gets first hold on all of us. Learning virtue means unlearning vice. We — Seneca.

Miss Leary, do you mean to insinuate that I should go encouraging homo-sex-uality amongst these corpses? — William Lindsay Gresham

[John C. Brown] "You ought to keep the Sabbath, Bob."
[Bob Ford] "You got your religion, I got my own. It isn't right to spoon it down our throats every Sunday."
"It's just that me and the missus, we're Spirit-fired people, and when you think you've got the answer, well, you want to share it."
"I'd just as soon as you didn't", said Bob. — Ron Hansen

The kitchen is tough. It's one of the last bastions in civilized culture that sets out to crush the spirit. — Yotam Ottolenghi

Then I felt something inside me break and music began to pour out into the quiet. My fingers danced; intricate and quick they spun something gossamer and tremulous into the circle of light our fire had made. The music moved like a spiderweb stirred by a gentle breath, it changed like a leaf twisting as it falls to the ground, and it felt like three years Waterside in Tarbean, with a hollowness inside you and hands that ached from the bitter cold. — Patrick Rothfuss