Filemon Escobar Quotes & Sayings

Every handsome man had a flaw. It was just her luck that in William's case that flaw was lunacy. — Ilona Andrews

How often I have tried to tell writing students that the first thing a writer must do is love the reader and wish the reader well. The writer must trust the reader to be at least as intelligent as he is. Only in such well wishing and trust, only when the writer feels he is writing a letter to a good friend, only then will the magic happen. — Ellen Gilchrist

It's amazing to me how hard people work to maintain a life they hate. — Steve Maraboli

There are a great number of people from New Jersey who go on to have pretty successful careers. — Kerry Bishe

If politicians were serious about day care for children, instead of just sloganizing about it, nothing they could do would improve the quality of child care more than by lifting the heavy burden of taxation that forces so many families to have both parents working. — Thomas Sowell

Through hand gestures was no easy business. A single gesture could have many different significations. Even the mano infica turned out to have three different interpretations: it could mean the subject was warding off evil, or dishing out an insult, or making a kind of offensive or impertinent invitation. — Ross King

Doing Broadway was always a dream of mine since I was a little girl. — Olivia D'Abo

To the extent that the parents who send their children to these [Catholic] schools are parents like my own, who actually have faith in the church. Faith that it will provide their children with safety, a decent education and values about life and others. This is an institution that stands for all good in the world. — Sonia Sotomayor

It is a primitive form of thought that things exist or do not exist. — Arthur Eddington

A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you. — Elbert Hubbard

Contrariwise,' continued Tweedledee, 'if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic. — Martin Gardner

Still
In the fall, I believe again in poetry
if nothing else it is
a movement of the mind.
Summers ball together
into sticky lumps,
spring evenings are glass beads from one mould
for standard-size youth,
winter a smooth heaviness, not even cold.
But the mind trembles
here, on the brink
the mind trembles
there is life, after all,
there is life, still
unbelief left. — Jaakko A. Ahokas

Remember," she whispered, "it's only when the night is darkest that you can see the light of the stars. — Elizabeth Hunter