Derrotar Quotes & Sayings

Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend - or a meaningful day. — Dalai Lama

I lift quite heavy weights, but unfortunately no one believes me. — Cyrus Broacha

It is not change that causes anxiety; it is the feeling that we are without defenses in the presence of what we see as danger that causes anxiety. — Robert Kegan

The reason I emphasize that is because that is exactly what happened when Mussolini was put in by the king of Italy, — Guido Calabresi

I hate raising money. It diverts you from what your real task is: to be a representative. You're diverted into preservation when you really want to spend your time and energy making a better state and a better country - which is the reason you ran in the first place. — Shelley Moore Capito

I was going to have to start thinning out her peroxide. She was losing brain cells far too rapidly. — Jaymin Eve

There are no files in my memory that are repressed,' she asserted. 'You have files that are blocked. I have none so painful that they're blocked. There are no secrets, no locked doors - nothing is hidden. I can infer that there are hidden areas in other people, so that they can't bear to talk of certain things. The amygdala locks the files of the hippocampus. In me, the amygdala doesn't generate enough emotion to lock the files of the hippocampus. — Oliver Sacks

Honest criticism means nothing: what one wants is unrestrained passion, fire for fire. — Henry Miller

I had a very strong interest in music, specifically the piano from a very small age. — Jim Parsons

You can do a movie and hope it may be great, but until you have seen it, you don't know. I loved 'Rampart.' I love that one called 'The Hi-Low Country' that Steven Frears shot. — Woody Harrelson

We will extend our arms to you[world] if you unclench your fists. — Barack Obama

The squirrel has not yet found the acorn that will grow into the oak that will be cut to form the cradle of the babe that will grow to slay me. — Neil Gaiman