Conocimientos Basicos Quotes & Sayings

Every agent has a Sig Weiss - as a rosy dream. You sit there day after day paddling through oceans of slush, hoping one day to run across a manuscript that means something - sincerity, integrity, high word rates - things like that. You try to understand what editors want in spite of what they say they want, and then you try to tell it to writers who never listen unless they're talking. You lend them money and psychoanalyze them and agree with them when they lie to themselves. When they write stories that don't make it, it's your fault. When they write stories that do make it, they did it by themselves. And when they hit the big time, they get themselves another agent. In the meantime, nobody likes you. — Theodore Sturgeon

I am inspired to write, and I write to inspire. — R.L. Hemlock

His memory is compromised,' Lidewij said. 'If only my memory would compromise,' Van Houten responded. — John Green

Socialism is about claims of justice, and it is also about money: about wealth, income, physical and financial capital. It is an ideology based on allocating economic resources. It may try to achieve that goal by nationalizing assets, by command-and-control regulation, or by taxation and redistribution. — Virginia Postrel

human beings, each one of whom is a priceless, unique experiment of nature, are being shot to death in carloads.1 If — Hermann Hesse

Divide and rule. It wasn't just the British toward the Indians but all parents toward their children. — Karan Mahajan

Everything is interesting if you know how to work on it. — Elena Ferrante

DESPITE THE INVENTION OF TIME MACHINES, WE KEEP BEING LINEAR. — Amy King

When a person gives to another person it's not just the receiver who's blessed. It's the giver. On — Fredrik Backman

Why were a few, or a single one, made at all, if only to exist in order to be made eternally miserable, which is infinitely worse than non-existence? — Immanuel Kant

I love snow for the same reason I love Christmas: It brings people together while time stands still. Cozy couples lazily meandered the streets and children trudged sleds and chased snowballs. No one seemed to be in a rush to experience anything other than the glory of the day, with each other, whenever and however it happened. — Rachel Cohn

Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,-the sages tell us it is
beyond the limits of birth and death, unswayed by the rhythm of day
and night; it is not of the earth.
But your poet knows that its eternal hunger is for time and
space, and it strives evermore to be born in the fruitful dust.
Heaven is fulfilled in your sweet body, my child, in your
palpitating heart.
The sea is beating its drums in joy, the flowers are a-tiptoe
to kiss you. For heaven is born in you, in the arms of the mother-
dust. — Rabindranath Tagore

It is the "try" that is more often counted for righteousness and not the success or failure. — Edgar Cayce