Desistir Em Quotes & Sayings

What use legs if not to take you down the road? What use eyes if not to see what lay beyond the horizon? What use hands if not to open doors? — Chris Claremont

Sooner or later, if left unaddressed, this natural human tendency will undermine the entire CPC pyramid like a chamber of magma lying beneath a mammoth volcano. — Patrick Mendis

Mama glanced up at the lonesome moon. The moon glowed down over her face like it was very happy to be noticed.
'I can't imagine anybody or anything lonelier than that midnight moon,' said Mama. 'That'd be awful - sitting up against ten thousand stars without arms to reach out and hold a single one. — Natalie Lloyd

Your hands, your eyes, your voice, your thoughts are your servants. — Loretta Young

I felt like I could never get enough of you even if I melted into you like snow on wet grass. — Marvel Comics

I loved practical jokes. I loved being goofy on the playground, and I loved doing silly cartoons, but I was not this subversive little delinquent. I am an Eagle Scout, after all. — Steve Breen

Shush me again, I dare you." - Annabelle — Gena Showalter

Fuck, I thought to myself, this is great. I fucking love this. It's nerve-wracking and exciting and I fucking love it. — Chris Kyle

Your first pregnancy you have nothing to do except sleep and take care of yourself and go to prenatal yoga or whatever. Now I have a full-time job, I have a four-year-old, I've got a life that is demanding my attention, so I've gone to prenatal yoga once. It's such a bummer. — Busy Philipps

Don't worry, God understands,' Mom said. 'He knows that your father is a cross we must bear. — Jeannette Walls

Romance, like alcohol, should be enjoyed but must not be allowed to become necessary. — Edgar Friedenberg

I look completely like my mum. She's very foreign, very Jewish. — Helena Bonham Carter

Many are poets, but without the name;
For what is Poesy but to create
From overfeeling Good or Ill; and aim
At an external life beyond our fate,
And be the new Prometheus of new men,
Bestowing fire from Heaven, and then, too late,
Finding the pleasure given repaid with pain — George Gordon Byron

Is it a boy or a girl?"
"It's a girl. Really! Can't you tell by looking at it?
"Is it mine?"
"It is not."
"Oh? Well, if it is, you needn't say so now. You can say when you feel like it. Years and years from now."
"It is not. It really is not. I haven't forgotten that I loved you, but you are not to imagine things. — Yasunari Kawabata