Durazno Sangrando Quotes & Sayings

It was the people, the interconnection, everyone relying on everyone else, the closeness. The villages are all dying now, small-town America is dying, and the only place where the same feeling exists now is here, in the city, millions of people all breathing the same air. This, here, now, is more utopia than utopia, more than your pretty little house out in the middle of the forest with only woodchucks for neighbors. Can't you see? All of we kids are here, almost all of the kids from Arcadia, are here in the city. We've gone urban because we're all looking for what we lost. This is the only place that approximates it. The closeness. The connection. — Lauren Groff

Whatever you believe, you become. — Michael Jackson

It was May of my senior year at Leighton Gage and on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons we sat in an air-conditioned hourglass and savored our own total incomprehension as an assistant professor charted the poems of Dryden, Lovelace, Fanshawe and Suckling. They were all so incomparably dead, the Penguin poets, and we loved them because their lines meant less to us than the dark side of the moon. — Don DeLillo

There must be nothing in my daily conduct that, copied by another, could lead that one into unholiness. — Helen Roseveare

In meeting the challenges of organic growth, BlackRock has the advantage of having an executive team greatly respected for what it has accomplished. — Carol Loomis

Yesterday I lived, today I suffer, tomorrow I die; but I still think fondly, today and tomorrow, of yesterday. — Gotthold Ephraim Lessing

I spent most of the eighties, most of my life, riding around in somebody else's car, in possession of, or ingested of, something illegal, on my way from something illegal to something illegal with many illegal things happening all around me — Iggy Pop

An aunt is a safe haven for a child. Someone who will keep your secrets and is always on your side. — Sara Sheridan

Strugglin' and striving, that's how the dough come. — Tupac Shakur

My mother was strong, in all the ways I was weak. She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. And for all the tumble of her experiences, she still had hope. Maybe this next time would do the trick. Or maybe not. But unless you stepped into the game, you will never know. — Sarah Dessen