Encima Debajo Quotes & Sayings

That was really nice," I whisper, smiling coyly. "There's that word again." "You don't like that word?" "No. It doesn't do it for me at all." "Oh - I don't know ... it seems to have a very beneficial effect on you. — E.L. James

Ask yourself if you would feel comfortable giving your two best friends a key to your house. If not, look for some new best friends. — H. Jackson Brown Jr.

Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray. — Jean Paul

Passions are liken'd best to floods and streams:
The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb;
So, when affection yields discourse, it seems
The bottom is but shallow whence they come.
They that are rich in words, in words discover — Walter Raleigh

The truth was, somewhere down the line, between the hospitalisations and the drugs, I'd somehow lost the cornerstone of humanity: the ability to pretend, to counterfeit the basics of social interaction, to smile when you didn't feel like smiling, to seem like you cared about other people when you lacked the capacity to care about yourself. So that left me, graceless and wearied, pretending to pretend. — Alexis Hall

Not in vain is Ireland pouring itself all over the earth ... The Irish, with their glowing hearts and reverent credulity, are needed in this cold age of intellect and skepticism. — Lydia M. Child

On his next job application there was going to be the question "What did your father do for a living?" and if an applicant filled in "Marine," "Police Officer" or "Commando," he was shredding it. — Kristen Ashley

When God hath ordained a creature to die in a particular place, He causeth that creature's wants to direct him to that place. — Frank Herbert

Give me a well-cooked, well-served meal, a bouquet, and a sunset, and I can do more for a man's soul than all the cant ever preached. I can even do it without a sunset! — Anne Ellis

America has never taken me to its heart. I've always been an outsider. — Don McCullin

We are those fools who could not rest
In the dull earth we left behind,
But burned with passion for the West,
And drank strange frenzy from its wind.
The world where wise men live at ease
Fades from our unregretful eyes,
And blind across uncharted seas
We stagger on our enterprise — Anonymous