Extraviar Significado Quotes & Sayings

Magnify the father, why bother with something lesser? — LeCrae

Inexperienced girls flatter themselves with the notion that it is in their power to make a man happy. — Friedrich Nietzsche

I don't expect people to get me. That would be quite arrogant. I think there are a lot of people out there in the world that nobody gets. — Bjork

If money does not make you happy, give it back — Jules Renard

Self-esteem is the greatest sickness known to man or woman because it's conditional. — Albert Ellis

Archers stood together, no matter what. Not even frilly-smelling laundry could tear them apart. — Karen Witemeyer

Ain't no deserving, or otherwise,' Silo said, his bass voice rolling out from deep in his chest. 'There's what is, and what ain't, and there's what you do about it. Regret's just a way to make you feel okay when you're not making amends. A man can waste a life with regrets. — Chris Wooding

I have seldom seen much ostentation and much learning met together. — Joseph Hall

When you travel so many weeks a year, it's always nice to have a home-cooked meal. — Maria Sharapova

Around the hero, everything becomes a tragedy.
Around God, everything becomes what? a world? — Friedrich Nietzsche

It's too easy to give up on the things that are hard to accomplish. — C. R. Johnson

There was nobody. Her words faded. So a rocket fades. Its sparks, having grazed their way into the night, surrender to it, dark descends, pours over the outlines of houses and towers; bleak hillsides soften and fall in. But though they are gone, the night is full of them; robbed of colour, blank of windows, they exist more ponderously, give out what the frank daylight fails to transmit - the trouble and suspense of things conglomerated there in the darkness; huddled together in the darkness; reft of the relief which dawn brings when, washing the walls white and grey, spotting each windowpane, lifting the mist from the fields, showing the red brown cows peacefully grazing, all is once more decked out to the eye; exists again. I am alone; I am alone! — Virginia Woolf

An endless scream pierced the frigid night air and shook the world with its rage and sorrow. The aged stone and brick that had withstood the great quake over a hundred years ago now trembled before its pain, and even the austere grimace of the lonely grotesque, its only witness, softened in pity. — Ava Zavora

I taught you to fight and to fly. What more could there be? — J.M. Barrie