Dolor De Cabeza En La Musica Quotes & Sayings

I grew up listening in awe to stories of their wartime adventures. My granny, Joan, was a journalist and wrote amazing letters to my grandpa when he was a prisoner of war, while my nana, Mary, was a Land Girl, then a Wren. They were so independent, resilient and glamorous. — Laura Carmichael

I'll tell you from my heart, looking at their party further and further to the left, to paraphrase the director of the FBI: I think it would be extremely careless to elect Hillary Clinton. — Mike Pence

Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible to feelings as to sight? — William Shakespeare

once you stop learning you start dying — Albert Einstein

When you wrestle with a pig, he has fun, and you just end up dirty. — Colin Powell

In how many lives there lurks a hidden romance or a hidden terror. — Anna Leonowens

I was still enjoying coaching, but there was a repetitious manner about it. — Darrell Royal

A young lady by the age of seventy was walking up the road.. — Simon Pegg

I came home to find him propped up on a stack of pillows, sipping blood through a crazy straw (because it amused Zeb) and wearing Star Wars pajamas (because it amused Dick). — Molly Harper

I dislike the dead returning to life," said Etienne, his shoulders slumping again. "It's untidy and inappropriate. — Seanan McGuire

I really pulled back on my career when the kids were young and my husband and I made a pact never to work while the other one was. — Blythe Danner

I should have chosen the moment before the arrival of my children, for since then I've lost the option of dying. The sharp smell of their sun-baked hair, the smell of sweat on their backs when they wake from a nightmare, the dusty smell of their hands when they leave a classroom, meant that I had to live, to be dazzled by the shadow of their eyelashes, moved by a snowflake, bowled over by a tear on their cheek. My children have given me the exclusive power to blow on a wound to make the pain disappear, to understand words unpronounced, to possess the universal truth, to be a fairy. A fairy smitten with the way they smell. — Kim Thuy

Most safely shall you tread the middle path. — Ovid

The rest of it spilled out in an incoherent jumble, but he nodded every once in a while. I liked that about him. He was so smart you didn't have to hold his hand and walk him through everything. He could fill in the blanks on his own. — Lili St. Crow

What if the link or key to healing was through finding your unique personal creative outlet? — Michelle Dennis Evans