Erreichbar Englisch Quotes & Sayings

Call me a sinner,
Mock me maliciously:
I was your insomnia,
I was your grief. — Anna Akhmatova

Well, she's so alive, Julia Child. And Margaret is so - is so designed. She's so intent upon making her point. That's the most important thing, is that she win the argument, and there is nothing that stands in the way of that train, you know. But Julia's just alive in front of you. That's part of why people loved her. They lived it with her. They breathed it with her. And the mistakes were all part of it. — Meryl Streep

I'm happily married. — Javier Bardem

However, I have an enormous desire to change his way of life and try to re-educate him with the ingredient called ardent affection.~Emily — Pet Torres

I went to bed without reading, instead staring out my window with the curtains drawn, wondering about boys. Why did they behave so oddly? One minute their teasing was relentless, and then bam!
they'd stun you with a thoughtful gesture. Either way, their actions made you want to cry. Maybe that was the intent. — Richelle E. Goodrich

If you see a castle under fog, you must walk there to meet the extraordinary dreams! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Pornography does not inspire violence, but you can break a leg trying to imitate it. — Mason Cooley

It is not how many books thou hast, but how good; careful reading profiteth, while that which is full of variety delighteth. — Seneca The Younger

Like a garbage truck, we need a 'lie-truck' which will collect lies from everyone's houses every morning, even every hour! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

I think a lot of people dream. And while they are busy dreaming, the really happy people, the really successful people, the really interesting, engaged, powerful people, are busy doing. — Shonda Rhimes

Memory selects single important images, just as the camera does. In that manner both are able to isolate the highest moments of living. — Galen Rowell

He was weary of himself, of cold ideas and brain dreams. Life a poem? Not when you went about forever poetizing about your own life instead of living it. How innocuous it all was, and empty, empty, empty! This chasing after yourself, craftily observing your own tracks
in a circle, of course.
This sham diving into the stream of life while all the time you sat angling after yourself, fishing yourself up in one curious disguise or another! If he could only be overwhelmed by something
life, love, passion
so that he could no longer shape it into poems, but had to let it shape him! — Jens Peter Jacobsen