Contracorriente Summary Quotes & Sayings

The foundation of the Buddha's teachings lies in compassion, and the reason for practicing the teachings is to wipe out the persistence of ego, the number-one enemy of compassion. — Dalai Lama

Having made Jesus your all, you shall find your all in Jesus. — Charles Spurgeon

I used to dream like that, till i nearly went out of my mind ... — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

A baited cat may grow as fierce as a lion — Samuel Palmer

I still try to make the "next" book my "best" book. I want to grip and move you in unexpected ways. — Harlan Coben

Keep healthy. The longer you live, the smaller the fraction of your life was spent in school. — C.C. Phillips

Some mistakes are too much fun to make only once. — Margaret Mitchell

He liked having the boy there beside him. Like some bright flame of life still burning bright beside the spent lamp of his own spirit. — Paul Kearney

I wish I lived next to Carnegie Hall. Then, if someone asked me how to get to my house, I would just say 'Practice, practice, practice, and then take a left.' — Demetri Martin

I knew that if the feat was accomplished it must be at a most fearful sacrifice of as brave and gallant soldiers as ever engaged in battle. — John B. Hood

We must all know that each mediocrity, each surrender, each act of complacency will harm us as much as the enemy's rifles. — Albert Camus

If salvation and help are to come, it is through the child ; for the child is the constructor of man. — Maria Montessori

At the beginning, Lincoln was so inexperienced he had reverence for military expertise, not realizing that there wasn't any military expertise, that the most anybody had commanded up to that point had been somebody, some troops in the Mexican War, and it had been years ago. — David Herbert Donald

All good research-whether for science or for a book-is a form of obsession. — Mary Roach

Captain Niall, having apparently resigned himself to losing his quarry, was savaging her horsehair petticoat into teeny, tiny shreds.
Really, what did my poor petticoat do to offend? — Gail Carriger