Delicadezas Do Cora O Quotes & Sayings

Imagine the potential of an emerging global brain. — Tiffany Shlain

The love goes where it wants; you hear it rustling but you do not know where it's going and where it goes. — Aleksis Kivi

Achievement of your happiness is the only moral purpose of your life, and that happiness, not pain or mindless self-indulgence, is the proof of your moral integrity, since it is the proof and the result of your loyalty to the achievement of your values. — Ayn Rand

Original discoveries, to remind you, are what counts the most. Let me put that more strongly: they are all that counts. They are the silver and gold of science. — Edward O. Wilson

You build a reputation by your action, not by your imagination. — Debasish Mridha

Pork was in 1971, and I stopped hanging out at The Factory by like 1973. — Harvey Fierstein

Brother. But also they were outlaws, enemies, untouchables, doomed with absolute — George Orwell

His lips were smooth and strong, and his tongue stroked mine with a passion and yearning that curled my toes. And we weren't dom and sub; we weren't master and servant; we weren't even man and woman. We were lovers... — Tara Sue Me

Part of her revolted against the insanity of the rules. Part of her was grateful. In a world of chaos, any guidelines helped. And she knew that each day she remained alive, she remained alive. One plus one plus one. The Devil's arithmetic ... — Jane Yolen

There are, broadly speaking, two types of drinkers. There is the man whom we all know, stupid, unimaginative, whose brain is bitten numbly by numb maggots; who walks generously with wide-spread, tentative legs, falls frequently in the gutter, and who sees, in the extremity of his ecstasy, blue mice and pink elephants ... The other type of drinker has imagination, vision. Even when most pleasantly jingled he walks straight and naturally, never staggers nor falls, and knows just where he is and what he is doing. It is not his body but his brain that is drunken. — Jack London

The sultan had enormous eyebrows, fibrous like angora wool. In moments of strife, his eyebrows twitched violently. Like now!
His Excellency's royal blood boiled. Once again another mesmerized American news anchor gushed about Dubai's vision, hailing the imagination of the al-Maktoum family.
"Where is this vision coming from?" probed Katie Couric.
"Ignorant Yankee!" Sultan Mo-Mo's British twang bore traces of Basil Fawlty.
The sultan wanted to retch. Dubai's showboating gave him indigestion, but he continued helping himself to more chips and fiery salsa, downing cold Guinness, smoking excellent hash, humming the theme song of The Wonder Years. — Deepak Unnikrishnan