Esperanza Mia Quotes & Sayings

The secret of a good relationship is to accept and enjoy what the other person is willing to offer instead of yearning for something they can't or won't give. — Gillibran Brown

Sometimes it is good to have things happen to you outside of your control. There are parts of yourself you would never discover otherwise. — Polly Horvath

Of all tools, an observatory is the most sublime ... What is so good in a college as an observatory? The sublime attaches to the door and to the first stair you ascent, that this is the road to the stars. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I always feel attacked when I'm asked about my painting. — Georg Baselitz

I mean, they're not actually going to murder you. Right? — Kieran Scott

Ask for Forgiveness, Not Permission — John Marsden

In the interests of separation, Black women have been taught to view each other as always suspect, heartless competitors for the scarce male, the all-important prize that could legitimize our existence. This dehumanizing denial of self is no less lethal than the dehumanization of racism to which it is so closely allied. — Audre Lorde

Out of ignorance, out of confusion, arise the true words. — Marty Rubin

I told the boy I was a strange old man," he said. "Now is when I must prove it." The thousand times that he had proved it meant nothing. Now he was proving it again. — Ernest Hemingway,

I firmly believe that all human families are full of crazy people, and if your family doesn't appear to have any, then there's a high probability you lack situational awareness. I've — Harrison Scott Key

The act of giving sometimes is better than a climax, — Erica Chilson

From all my talks with Henri, even the most cordial, I have always left with a slight taste of defeat; of also having been, somehow inadvertently, not a man to him, but an instrument in his hands. — Primo Levi

The more that people know how they fit on a team, the more they will desire to properly make the most of their fit and maximize their contribution. — John C. Maxwell

Experience, like a pale musician, holds a dulcimer of patience in his hand. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning