Coyuntura Historica Quotes & Sayings

The middle seat holds an old woman, teeny, not much bigger than a doll. She is creased and wrinkled and rheumy-eyed. Her eyes, though, beneath their cloudy scrim, sparkle like emeralds. And she is bright. She is very bright. Her cheeks rouged a happy pink. Her sweater a hot pink, the vibrant color masking the heavy load on her sloped, thin shoulders. — Cherise Wolas

Where you can live at the edge of your skin for as long as you wish. — Alice Sebold

You are a hologram of the world around you, and in that hologram, whatever you do inside yourself shows itself in your outside, and that means you have total control over your life and your creations and experiences by just going inside. — Maha Devi Li Ra La

You lost your ability to choose the moment you started to use your eyes to see, and your heart to feel. Choice has become nothing but an illusion for you. — Lionel Suggs

The sexual freedom of today for most people is really only a convention, an obligation, a social duty, a social anxiety, a necessary feature of the consumer's way of life. — Pier Paolo Pasolini

Inflation is lower and more stable and the real business cycle fluctuations are more modest. — Martin Feldstein

Deep and liquid markets in a country's domestic economy are the essential shock absorbers through which the perilous waters of international financial integration can be navigated. — Bibek Debroy

Have a great day. Note: does not apply to my enemies. — Demetri Martin

Upon thy cheek I lay this zealous kiss, as seal to the indenture of my love. — William Shakespeare

I burn, and I hope. — Jesmyn Ward

Don't swap horses in the middle of the stream. — Abraham Lincoln

Women will continue to sacrifice being liked for being successful. — Sheryl Sandberg

[Prince] could very well be the Duke Ellington of Rock 'n' Roll. — Miles Davis

At that moment a solitary violin struck up. But the music was not dance music; it was more like a song - a solemn, sweet song. (I know now that it was Beethoven's Romance in F.) I listened, and suddenly it was as if the fog that surrounded me had been penetrated, as if I were being spoken to. — Jennifer Paynter