Encontrados Translation Quotes & Sayings

In the country, a semicircle is the shortest line between two points. — Dana Burnet

God generally finds a way for like to meet like. — Publilius Syrus

Her music ran through him with electric energy, more joyous than anything he could remember and more painful than silver. — Thea Harrison

I grind so fine, I'm practically coffee, he says with a straight face, then busts out a grin. — Jillian Dodd

Just take a look at our patrons, and you'll know
Some don't appreciate us, others never will. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

I often keep my eyes open for bodies. I do. Ever since I was a kid. I think I read too many 'Nancy Drew' books. — Chelsea Cain

Learning is my sole delight. — Francesco Petrarca

We need a safe place, a reserve of truth, a place where words kindle ideas and set ideas sparking off in others, a word sanctuary. Poetry is this gathering place of words. — Allison Mackie

The stakes are too high for us to die with a small vision. — Louie Giglio

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"You broke your other appointment, didn't you?"
"I did not! I told you on the phone - these people canceled at the last minute - "
"Oh, Geo dear, come off it! You know, I sometimes think, about you, whenever you do something really sweet, you're ashamed of it afterwords! You knew jolly well how badly I needed you tonight, so you broke that appointment. I could tell you were fibbing, the minute you opened your mouth! You and I can't pull the wool over each other's eyes. I found that out, long ago. Haven't you - after all these years?"
"I certainly should have," he agrees, smiling and thinking what an absurd and universally accepted bit of nonsense it is that your best friends must necessarily be the ones who best understand you. — Christopher Isherwood

The legal bias for special protection for women has begun to wreak havoc with the Constitution's guarantee of equal protection. — Warren Farrell

We all have two lives: The true, the one we dreamed of in childhood And go on dreaming of as adults in a substratum of mist; the false, the one we love when we live with others, the practical, the useful, the one we end up by being put in a coffin. — Fernando Pessoa