El Principio Quotes & Sayings

From the top of the quarry cliffs, one could see the New Jersey suburbs bordered by the New York City skyline. — Robert Smithson

At the Konya bus station, — Vendela Vida

I was really a spoiled brat when I was a kid skating. Meals are cooked for you, you are driven to the rink, they make costumes for you. Your parents sit around and watch admiringly while you skate. You don't have to think about anything but skating. You're just plain spoiled. — Dorothy Hamill

Yes," he said, shrugging. "Maybe you didn't understand when I said I"d love you forever, but I meant I'd love you forever. There were no qualifiers or addendums to that vow, nothing that would void it out based on your actions." His smile lit up the night. "To make sure you're clear on this, let me repeat myself. I'll love you forever, Bryn Dawson, no matter how determined you might be to screw it up."
"No conditions?" I asked. "Not even (spoiler omitted)
He shook his head. "I think that's why they call it unconditional. — Nicole Williams

Are you afraid?"
"Yes."
"Energy never stops, remember. It just changes forms."
"I am still afraid. — Amie Kaufman

Man, I've got a Rolls-Royce. Big house. Limo. All those things. This is why every kid's dream is to be a major-league ballplayer. — Lou Whitaker

It is, of course, a trifle, but there is nothing so important as trifles. — Arthur Conan Doyle

Appearance should never attain reality, And if nature conquers, then must art retire. — Friedrich Schiller

Adolescence is a plague on the senses. — Henry Rollins

We are not masochists - the cross is not an end in itself; it is for glory. We Christians are not looking for suffering, but for joy. God, living in joy, wanted to communicate it to all people. This is why he sent it down into our misery, nailing it to the cross. At that point, the cross became the way toward joy. Christianity is not at all morality and prohibitions - first and foremost it is wonder before things. — Fabrice Hadjadj

MR. GEORGE MOTHER MARGARET — Lake Union Publishing

He and I went up to London. He had the advice of an eminent oculist; and he eventually recovered the sight of that one eye. He cannot now see very distinctly: he cannot read or write much; but he can find his way without being led by the hand: the sky is no longer a blank to him - the earth no longer a void. When his first-born was put into his arms, he could see that the boy had inherited his own eyes, as they once were - large, brilliant, and black. On that occasion, he again, with a full heart, acknowledged that God had tempered judgment with mercy. — Charlotte Bronte