Dificultad Sinonimo Quotes & Sayings

They say everything in the world is good for something. — John Dryden

My boyfriend was insanely sexy, vampire or not, and I couldn't keep my hands off him. — Richelle Mead

Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you: But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by. — Christina Rossetti

The persistent man with a poor plan stands a better chance of winning than the man with a perfect plan who hesitates and waivers in carrying it out. — Napoleon Hill

I think for a long time, I was paralyzed by some of my hopes and ideals for what my life was going to be like. I had this perfect vision of how my life should go, but it seemed - it was - impossible to realize, so I sat around for a long, long time doing almost nothing at all. — Lev Grossman

Fidelity bought with money is overcome by money. — Seneca The Younger

Babe, look at me."
"Kiss my ass," I replied. — Kristen Ashley

Politics is mostly pill-taking. — Thomas Reed

I think that sometimes, romantic comedies have to be really broad, and that the plot of people falling in and out of love or whatever is not enough. 'Enough Said' had that stuff, but I wanted it to be fun and funny while also grounded in reality. — Nicole Holofcener

This is a view that reminds you of you.
This is a metaphor you had nothing to do with. — Kris Kidd

If you find God with great ease, perhaps it is not God you have found. — Thomas Merton

I quit the media game. I'm out. I'm done. — John Mayer

I felt like I could get away with calling it Black Hours. That could easily be the most depressing record ever written, but because there is this sense of fun throughout the whole thing I felt like I could get away with it. Like "5 A.M."; that song's in a minor key and I'm just wailing away and it could have been just wallowing depression, but it's not. — Hamilton Leithauser

Dreams, memories, the sacred
they are all alike in that they are beyond our grasp. Once we are even marginally separated from what we can touch, the object is sanctified; it acquires the beauty of the unattainable, the quality of the miraculous. Everything, really, has this quality of sacredness, but we can desecrate it at a touch. How strange man is! His touch defiles and yet he contains the source of miracles. — Yukio Mishima