Distrutto Izi Quotes & Sayings

I really hope that I can continue to do classical theatre - it's something I am really passionate about and I'd love to explore. — Seth Numrich

The entire life of a good Christian is in fact an exercise of holy desire. You do not yet see what you long for, but the very act of desiring prepares you, so that when he comes you may see and be utterly satisfied. — Saint Augustine

The greatest quest in life is to reach one's potential. — Mychal Wynn

I would like to thank the press from the heart of my bottom. — Nick Faldo

You can say I give you this information as a dispassionate observer. — Bill Goldberg

Smile, smile, smile at your mind as often as possible. Your smiling will considerably reduce your mind's tearing tension. — Sri Chinmoy

As a writer, my only responsibility is to tell a compelling story. — Jay Asher

In the newspaper business, I was in the last generation before the arrival of the personnel manager. You were hired by editors - and editors who would take a chance on what they perceived to be talent and not hire a resume. — Pete Hamill

I have a scholar's love of silence and solitude. To sit and pass hour after hour in idle chatter with a roomful of strangers is to me the worst sort of torment. — Susanna Clarke

When things are hard and miserable, I'd been learning all my life, there's an adventure in there somewhere waiting to happen. — Crystal McVea

Virtue often trips and falls over the sharp edge of poverty. — Eugene Sue

I cry out from the ashes, burned with sin and shame. I ask you Lord to make me whole again. — Rebecca St. James

Have you always been so large? (Nora)
Aye. I came from my mother's womb at full height. The shock of it almost killed her. (Ewan) — Kinley MacGregor

I drink to separate my body from my soul. — Oscar Wilde

They're brainless girls, otherwise they wouldn't be seen dead here. They're pretty, with ugly, appealing smiles and conversations we can't hear. They breathe smoke and blow it out, and words drop from their mouths and get crushed to the floor. Or they get discarded, just to glow with warmth for a moment, for someone else to tread on later. — Markus Zusak