Estrado Para Quotes & Sayings

If I were today on my deathbed, I would name my love of the color blue and making love with you as two of the sweetest sensations I knew on this earth. — Maggie Nelson

Art demands of us that we shall not stand still. — Ludwig Van Beethoven

I do have too many eight-inch heels which I never get to wear. — Cameron Russell

He had illuminated the heartbreaking cruelty of war: When men who fight become nothing, only packages of bones and blood deposited in the earth with no clarion call to memory, those they love are left without a way to make such devastating loss hold meaning. — Patricia O'Brien

take an edible piece of nature and create a promise out of it, communicate that promise to the public, and then deliver on it with taste. — David Sax

I wish I hated my own sin as much as I hate everyone else's. — Elyse Fitzpatrick

while fiction books are about setting, characters and emotion that appeal to the heart (which can be achieved with pictures and colors) non-fiction books are about ideas that appeal to the head. So for some non-fiction, you need a clever, non-obvious juxtaposition of things that represents your topic. — Derek Murphy

Even now, when I do a slide show of the Geek Squad story, the first slide is a photo of ramen noodles. Because for me, ramen noodles are the international symbol for struggle. — Robert Stephens

Christmas turns things tail-end foremost. The day and the spirit of Christmas rearrange the world parade. As the world arranges it, usually there come first in importance
leading the parade with a big blare of a band
the Big Shots. Frequently they are also the Stuffed Shirts. That's the first of the parade. Then at the tail end, as of little importance, trudge the weary, the poor, the lame, the halt, and the blind. But in the Christmas spirit, the procession is turned around. Those at the tail end are put first in the arrangement of the Child of Christmas. — Bill Vaughan

I can see myself before myself
A being through dark scenery. — Dejan Stojanovic

I'm always looking for what will make me whole. What will make me happy? Somewhere along the way I started to think it wasn't Helen anymore. She hasn't changed. Her laugh is still the one I remember. Her finger is still the one I put the ring on all those years ago. I can't understand why I don't want to curve next to her, keep her back warm anymore. Surely you don't lose love like keys? — Cath Crowley

No chemical process shows a more wonderful activity than the transforming influence of the thoughts we imagine to be going on in another. — George Eliot