Estereotipo Significado Quotes & Sayings

Not only were we naked, crazed, and starving (and far from our warm little homes); we were without any good books as well. — Karen Elizabeth Gordon

If I had to give up reading or give up listening to music, I suspect I'd stick with the music. — Charles Frazier

One senses that Hegel was possible only in German, and finds it natural that Locke in a language where large and red precede apple should have arrived at the thing after sorting out its sensory qualities, whereas Descartes in a language where grosse et rouge follows pomme should have come to the attributes after the distinct idea. — Hugh Kenner

The way you're talking right now, you're aspiring to my fist in your face!' I yelled over my shoulder. I reached the door but he was there in a flash, sliding in front of me. He was so tall. So broad. So immovable. 'Move,' I hissed. 'Or I swear to every god and planetary system I will hit you in your smug face. — Catherine Doyle

Kristin Brown looks as though she could have been mailed first-class to New York for about a dollar and a half. — William E. Geist

Which country is real, mine or the teacher's? My wish is that we might progressively lose our confidence in what we think we believe and the things we consider stable and secure, in order to remind ourselves of the infinite number of things still waiting to be discovered. — Antoni Tapies

You are on your own now , you have always been & you shall forever be . — Omneya Yasser

Democracy to me is letting the other person speak and being dissenting without being disagreeable. — Malachy McCourt

Luna stares at each of us, even Farrow, like she's mentally grouping us together as the Hale family.A band of fucking weirdos — Becca Ritchie

I think there's a bit of the devil in everybody. There's a bit of a priest in everybody, too, but I enjoyed playing the devil more. He was more fun. — Gabriel Byrne

Her ability to hear music in the silence. — Gayle Forman

Look, Gail." Roark got up, reached out, tore a thick branch off a tree, held it in both hands, one fist closed at each end; then, his wrists and knuckles tensed against the resistance, he bent the branch slowly into an arc. "Now I can make what I want of it: a bow, a spear, a cane, a railing. That's the meaning of life."
"Your strength?"
"Your work." He tossed the branch aside. "The material the earth offers you and what you make of it ... — Ayn Rand