Fortinos Ancaster Quotes & Sayings

To me, the word 'decadent' is so difficult to use; it's a very sensitive word, in a way. — Christian Louboutin

Let nothing disturb you, / Nothing dismay you; / All things are passing: / God never changes. — Teresa Of Avila

A little more and I would have fallen into the mirror trap. I avoided it, but only to fall into the window trap: with nothing to do, my arms dangling, I go over to the window. — Jean-Paul Sartre

I'm a proper mummy's boy. — Shayne Ward

There still remain three studies suitable for free man. Arithmetic is one of them. — Plato

I was out of sorts. They are deep, my sorts, a deep ditch, and I am not often out of them. — Samuel Beckett

But you know what they say ... Size isn't everything. Of course the people that say that are divided into two categories: dickless wonders and those not facing the troll that could've eaten New Jersey. — Rob Thurman

It is only the things we don't understand that have any meaning. Man woke up in a world he did not understand, and that is why he tries to interpret it. — C. G. Jung

Jen shakes her head sadly and I can see her lower lip trembling, the tear that's starting to form in the corner of her eye. I can't touch her, kiss her, love her, or even, as it turns out, have a conversation that doesn't degenerate into angry reincriminations in the first three minutes. But I can still make her sad, and for now, I'll have to be satisfied with that. And it would be easier, so much easier, if she didn't insist on being so goddamned beautiful, so gym-toned and honey-haired and wide-eyed and vulnerable. Because even now, even after all that she's done to me, there's still something in her eyes that makes me want to shelter her at any cost, even though I know it's really me who needs the protection. It would be so much easier if she wasn't Jen. But she is, and where there was once the purest kind of love, there is now a snake pit of fury and resentment and a new dark and twisted love that hurts more than all the rest put together. — Jonathan Tropper

To be desired is perhaps the closest anybody in this life can reach to feeling immortal. — John Berger