Flagrada Na Quotes & Sayings

He had given work to a nightwalker named Dorothy Evans and gradually became beguiled by her. She was a plump, pretty, cattleman's daughter, pale as a cameo, with the sort of overripe body that always seems four months pregnant. Her long brown hair was braided into figure eights and pinned up over her ears in the English country-girl style. Grim experience was in her eyes, many years of pouting shaped her lips, but everything else about her expression seemed to evince an appealing cupidity, as if she could accept anything as long as it was pleasing. — Ron Hansen

Costume jewelry is not made to give women an aura of wealth,
but to make them beautifu — Coco Chanel

If the going is getting too easy, maybe you're going downhill! — Max Frisch

To what base ends, and by what abject ways, Are mortals urg'd through sacred lust of praise! — Alexander Pope

Opinions upon moral questions are more often the expression of strongly felt expediency than of careful ethical reasoning; and the opinions so formed by one generation become the conscientious convictions or the sacred instincts of the next. — Robert Gascoyne-Cecil

For a long time I was convinced that the conflict between Jewish people and black people in this country was a media event. — Toni Morrison

Jane sneezed three hundred dollars' worth of coke into the air.

Krishna's black eyes seem to have mirrors in them. She glances at me with a smile as big as the Cheshire Cat's. — Anthea Carson

Faith is a talent, and it goes the way of all your talents. Getting old is the subtraction of your powers. Which very much goes for writing. — Martin Amis

In spiritual direction there is absolutely no domination or control. — Richard Foster

I invented chemistry with you. Everything else is just pretend. — Leisa Rayven

Arthur saw a closed-mindedness that was, he felt, self-propagating and innately limiting. More broadly, he believed these qualities explained precisely how an intelligent guy like Rob would always make life harder on himself than it needed to be. Here he was, drinking brandy in a prestigious society in a top-ranked school, the beneficiary of so many gifts both natural and bestowed, surrounded by bright and open-minded classmates, and yet still he remained mired in, even paralyzed by, what was effectively his own racism. — Jeff Hobbs