Cieri Street Quotes & Sayings

We all know that Art is not truth. Art is a lie that makes us realize truth at least the truth that is given us to understand. The artist must know the manner whereby to convince others of the truthfulness of his lies. — Pablo Picasso

You can always come home. That's why they call it home. It's the place you go where they have to take you in, no matter what. After all, 'It's love that makes a home, not walls'." Rose — Bryan Fields

We follow ideas and not men, and rebel against this habit of embodying a principle in a man. — Errico Malatesta

It would seem that the full meaning of the word marriage can never be known by those who, at their first outspring into life, are surrounded by all that money can give. It requires the single sitting-room, the single fire, the necessary little efforts of self-devotion, the inward declaration that some struggle shall be made for that other one. — Anthony Trollope

You look ... " he shook his head looking her up and down, "You look delicious. If I don't get you out of here, I'm going to devour you like it's my birthday, and you're my cake. — J.B. McGee

The time not to become a father is eighteen years before a war. — E.B. White

As thy days, so shall thy strength be. — Jane Goodall

You can't not look cool with a crossbow. — Norman Reedus

And "weak" wasn't really the right word for what Shade meant. What he was trying to say was harder to express. It was giving in to feelings other people thought you were supposed to have about things that shouldn't have happened to you in the first place, but were not like the actual feelings you did have. There wasn't a word for that in Raksuran or Altanic or Kedaic or any other language Moon knew. Moon said, "It's not weak." The — Martha Wells

Retire? Retire from What? Life? I will only retire when I am dead! — Alfred Eisenstaedt

Science and technology has tried to offer an alternative to religion by making a god out of human reason, but that didn't work out too well. — Thomas Keating

Life is an adventure or nothing — Helen Keller