Curvatura Cervical Quotes & Sayings

One by one the lights of the city went out, and I realized that I had already begun to remember. — Carlos Ruiz Zafon

Art is the most beautiful deception of all. And although people try to incorporate the everyday events of life in it, we must hope that it will remain a deception lest it become a utilitarian thing, sad as a factory. — Claude Debussy

Revolutions are always easier to admire from across the border. — Mark Kurlansky

What I remember best from those times is the music itself. When it succeded, we took hold of the audience's attention, working it from a distracted, unshaped mass into spun beauty, passing the fine strands back and forth until we wove together something grander, not only music but memory, too-the particulars of past and present, stretched taut across a loom of timeless ideals. Harmony. Symmetry. Order. — Andromeda Romano-Lax

Part of liberation is being free to do your own thing and letting everyone else be free to do theirs. — Christa Dickson

Every year, I appreciate life more because of the deeper understanding of what it took to get this far. — Kristin Armstrong

His words sliced through my heart, cutting it into little pathetic pieces. — Maria V. Snyder

Look at Christ on the cross. Think of the challenge that must have been for Him. The agony of betrayal by people He had trusted, and death. And afterward came the resurrection. He proved that no challenge, no matter how great, could end His love for us. — Danielle Steel

Don't go all mushy on me," I warn him, half-kidding. "Baby," he says, kissing my chin and pressing his weight on me. "Have you felt how hard I am? There ain't a mushy bone in me. — Karina Halle

By the bones!" said Shay. "He has all seven!"
"All seven what?"
"The Potter biographies! The College of Spires only had five of the volumes ... four now, since I stole one."
"What's so special about these books?" She picked up one of the fat tomes and flipped it open.
"Potter was a member of a race of wizards who lived in the last days of the human age," said Shay.
Jandra frowned as she flipped through the pages. "Are you certain this isn't fiction?" She asked. — James Maxey