Ciglia Incarnita Quotes & Sayings

And lo, the Hospital, gray, quiet, old, Where life and death like friendly chafferers meet. — William Ernest Henley

Everything comes from everything, and everything is made out of everything, and everything returns into everything. — Leonardo Da Vinci

Sexuality with all its attendant yearnings and pains, jealousies and taboos, is the most disturbing impulse humans have. — John Steinbeck

For young women, for the first time, it is as normal to be unmarried as it is to be married, even if it doesn't always feel that way. — Rebecca Traister

She had all the best things wrong with her - incest, insanity, drug addiction, bulimia, alopecia: you name it. All the perfect stuff for a memoir. She's so lucky. — Peter Cameron

The only link between Literature and the Drama left to us in England at the present moment is the bill of the play. — Oscar Wilde

What was the determining factor in a person's death - the key that allowed some to move on, and held others hostage in a world that no longer had a place for them? "Here — Diane Ryan

The most impersonal seeming audiences eventually just say such intimate, smart, wise, amazing, totally surprising, funny things. It's empowering, in the sense of feeling like you're a part of something really important. — Gloria Steinem

A man is known his deeds. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Your attitude is a mirror of your believes. — Radostin Chernev

I'm not as cool as you think I think I might be, and the most important things in my life are God, love and peace. Everything else is b.s. And art's kind of important, too. — Corey Feldman

A man ought to do what he thinks is right — John Wayne

Don't you wish it could happen? Your mind wiped clean like a hard drive? Start again without memories? — Anuradha Roy

Have you heard from his lordship lately?" I asked.
"Oh no! About six months ago I had indeed one little note, but I gave it to Macara by mistake, and really I don't know what became of it afterwards."
"Did Macara express hot sentiment of incipient jealousy on thus accidentally learning that you had not entirely dropped all correspondence with the noble Earl?"
"Yes. He said he thought the note was very civilly expressed, and wished me to answer it in terms equally polite."
"Good! And you did so?"
"Of course. I penned an elegant billet on a sheet of rose-tinted note-paper, and sealed it with a pretty green seal bearing the device of twin hearts consumed by the same flame. Some misunderstanding must have occurred, though, for in two or three days afterwards I received it back unopened and carefully enclosed in a cover. The direction was not in his lordship's hand-writing: Macara told me he thought it was the Countess's. — Charlotte Bronte