Cordova Quotes & Sayings

The city is as large as Seville or Cordova; its streets, I speak of the principal ones, are very wide and straight; some of these, and all the inferior ones, are half land and half water, and are navigated by canoes. — Hernan Cortes

I wish I could have been there to tell you to never trust a boy with star eyes. They blind you like a deer in headlights." I — Zoraida Cordova

She ate the stars and swallowed the earth,
She is the girl with all the power. — Zoraida Cordova

As William Bernstein describes in 'A Splendid Exchange', 'The Arabs, invigorated by their conquests, experienced a cultural renaissance that extended to many fields; the era's greatest literature, art, mathematics, and astronomy was not found in Rome, Constantinople, or Paris, but in Damascus, Baghdad and Cordova. — Christopher Lascelles

We all get scared and want to turn away, but it isn't always strength that makes you stay. Strength is also making the decision to change your destiny. — Zoraida Cordova

Millions of people walked through their lives numb, dying to feel something, to feel alive. To be chosen by Cordova for a film was an opportunity for just that, not simply for fame and fortune, but to leave their old selves behind like discarded clothes. — Marisha Pessl

Freak the ferocious out. — Marisha Pessl

I just got another kitten, you know. Found another trademark. It's quite embarrassing I missed it."
"Nine cats? They can send you to prison for that."
He pushed his glasses back on his nose. "I'm calling him Murad, after the cigarettes."
"Never heard of them."
"They're an obsolete Turkish brand, popular in the 1910s and '20s. Murad means 'desire' in Arabic. The only brand that ever appears in a Cordova film is Murad. There's not one Marlboro, Camel, or Virginia Slim. It goes further. If the Murad cigarette is focused upon by the camera in any Cordova film. The very next person who appears on-screen has been devastatingly targeted. In other words, the gods will have drawn a great big X across his shoulder blades and taped an invisible sign there that reads FUCKED. His life will henceforth never be the same. — Marisha Pessl

Why's it always the heart or the eye of something?" Rishi asks. "You notice that? There are so many body parts that don't get enough love, like earlobes and belly buttons. — Zoraida Cordova

They Call her the Devourer."
"I'm guessing she's not a unicorn princess. — Zoraida Cordova

Sovereign. Deadly. Perfect. — Marisha Pessl

If I learned anything about her it was that she lived with a vehemence most of us never have the courage for." Banks tells me. "But there was something about her that precluded an ordinary existence. In some ways, I'm not surprised she's dead. A job, husband, kids, a beach house? That wasn't her. I can't explain why, except she was more like a force that whipped through life, defying logic, scaring you, even hurting you because she was everything you wanted to be, but you knew you'd never have the guts - and then she was gone. That was my experience with Ashley Cordova. — Marisha Pessl

I need to give you one last bit of advice in the off chance this rather extraordinary and enviable situation in which you find yourself is actually true- that somehow you've fallen deep down into a Cordova story. I stared back at him. Be the good guy, he said. How do I know I'm the good guy? He pointed at me, nodding. A very wise question. You don't. Most bad guys think they're good. But there are a few signifiers. You'll be miserable. You'll be hated. You'll fumble around in the dark, alone and confused. You'll have little insight as to the true nature of things, not until the very last minute, and only if you have the stamina and the madness to go to the very, very end. But most importantly- and critically- you will act without regard for yourself. You'll be motivated by something that has nothing to do with the ego. You'll do it for justice. For grace. For love. Those large rather heroic qualities only the good have the strength to carry on their shoulders. And you'll listen. — Marisha Pessl

At sunset we are rattling through the streets of the little town of Cordova. — Edward Burnett Tylor

She licks her lips, and then there is darkness. — Zoraida Cordova

Everyone has a Cordova story, whether they like it or not. — Marisha Pessl

Don't listen to him," Thalia interjects. "Our court is more civilized than whatever happens on land."
"Tell that to the guy stuck to the ship with electric tape."
Kurt points a finger at Marty. "I don't know who you are. I assume you're part of the peace treaty, but I will not have you besmirch the king on our own land."
"Whoa, easy. I kid. I joke. I make funnies. — Zoraida Cordova

How rude of me. This is Roaan Recklit." We shake hands. Good grip, good grip. "Sorry," he says, releasing my hand. "I forget my own strength. — Zoraida Cordova

All lands change for the worse when the people do not fight back. Now there is nothing left." "But — Zoraida Cordova

It's the job of the young to push the societal envelope. — Jeanne Cordova

May the seas bend to your journey. — Zoraida Cordova

We as human beings appear to be in the most adverse stages in our evolution. How can the Mother Earth survive when the souls of Her sons are tainted with avarice, and the very minds which shape Her fate are dominated by ego? Minds that are prone to paranoia and can no longer trust its brothers. Humanity is at a crossroads. A crossroads which speaks of either profound change or ultimate destruction. — Chris Cordova

The dark has teeth. — Zoraida Cordova

She was lost now, she'd been silenced- another dead branch on Cordova's warped tree. — Marisha Pessl

Maybe his shifting isn't just physical. Maybe it applies to his feelings too, because I don't see how he can walk around eating candy at Luna Park as we take my English teacher practically hostage. — Zoraida Cordova

I follow his stare at the speckles of stars. Suddenly I wonder, "Aren't you guys supposed to, like, sparkle or something?" And immediately wish I hadn't. Frederik stands up so quickly that he doesn't disturb the sand. He grabs the front of my shirt and growls--his eyes are black as the night sky along the horizon, and red veins fray against the white of his eyes. His sharp canines are exposed. "I.Don't.Sparkle." He lets go of me and becomes regular bored Frederik again, no fangs, no bloodshot eyes. Just a dude sitting on the beach at night. — Zoraida Cordova

If you were not with me in my times of struggle, don't expect to be in my triumphs. — Daniel De Cordova

Right now, I'm just a girl, and there is also magic in that. — Zoraida Cordova

Some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm. - Willa Cather — Zoraida Cordova

Our kind, we don't leave many traces behind in this world. — Zoraida Cordova