Considerando El Quotes & Sayings

Wherever there are sinners, the weak, the sorrowful, the poor in the world, that is where God goes. — Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Is he evil?" the dog asked, an eager gleam in his wide brown eyes. "If he's evil, I'd be happy to eat him for you. — Deborah Blake

Do me the very great honor of becoming ... the person who'll cook me lovely things to eat, who'll cheer me up when I'm miserable, who'll tell me no and mean it ... — Barbara Elsborg

Whenever other worlds invite us, whenever we are balancing on the boundaries of our limited human condition, that's where life starts, that's where you start feeling yourself living. — Philippe Petit

The pressure we put on ourselves to produce this perfect operatic version of ourselves really puts an inordinate amount of stress and tension on us. — Shefali Tsabary

I didn't want people to sit there and watch 10 minutes of film,and all they write about is 48 frames. — Peter Jackson

Happiness is no other than soundness and perfection of mind. — Marcus Aurelius

You can not change the past but you can change the future. — Immortal Technique

It was time to weather the bitter and embrace the sweet and suck the marrow out of all the time we had left. — Michelle Dalton

Those who seek security chase it for a lifetime without ever finding it. — Deepak Chopra

As an American, I sit at home, watch the news, and make a series of assumptions about other countries. But news stories don't form the picture. They only give us license to feel some kind of political and economic superiority. And I did. On this trip, at this most joyous of weddings, I found that it's a dangerous superiority that swallows the three-dimensionality of their lives. That my guilt is useless and belittling. That the Americanness of my opinions mattered not more, but just as much as anyone else's. The outlines of a responsibility began to take hold: I have to talk about them like they're people, not news stories. — Negin Farsad

She felt all right. Her heart was like a drum hanging from piano wire in her chest, slowly, slowly beaten. Her hands and feet were numb, not with cold but with a sultry torpor. Thoughts moved with a tranquil lethargy, her brain a leisurely machine imbedded in swaths of woolly packing.
She felt all right. — Richard Matheson

Odd is a compliment," he continued, his eyes twinkling, "whereas weird is an insult. — Gina Marinello-Sweeney