Fugacidade Quotes & Sayings

Those were strange days, now that I look back at them. In the midst of life, everything revolved around death. — Haruki Murakami

Whenever the pulpit is usurped by a formalist, then is the worshipper defrauded and disconsolate. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

We bought Candy Twirls and Bull's-Eyes and Licorice & Blackcurrant. We weren't going to lower ourselves and score at the supermarket, were we? — Keith Richards

There is more sensitivity in technique than in the rest of the picture. — Georges Braque

No, 'F/X 2' was a job. I enjoyed doing it but that was definitely a job. I wrote that, I didn't direct it but 'Candyman' and the earlier horror movies I made, I was completely into horror and suspense and always have been. It's informed everything I've done, even the way scenes are shot in 'Kinsey and 'Gods and Monsters.' — Bill Condon

The comforters head never akes. — George Herbert

I don't believe in outing people. It's up to the individual, but there's nothing wrong putting the pressure on. — Rick Mercer

Tsars and slaves, the intelligent and the obtuse, publicans and pharisees all have an identical legal and moral right to honor the memory of the deceased as they see fit, without regard for anyone else's opinion and without the fear of hindering one another. — Anton Chekhov

When prayers are done, my Lady is ready. — George Herbert

If students get a sound education in the history, social effects and psychological biases of technology, they may grow to be adults who use technology rather than be used by it. — Neil Postman

There's hell, there's darkness, there is the sulphurous pit; burning, scalding, stench, consumption! — Nelson DeMille

Luxury is feeling unrushed. It is designing a life that allows you to do what you want with high leverage, with many options, all while feeling unrushed. — Tim Ferriss

I am lover of words ... I am wickedly drunk with the magic of words ... the poetic nature whispers through and to my very heart and soul. — Jennifer Hillman

Every philosophical review ought to be a philosophy of reviews at the same time. — Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel

I was not scared, though, and I could not have told you why I was not scared. I trusted Lettie, just as I had trusted her when we had gone in search of the flapping thing beneath the orange sky. I believed in her, and that meant I would come to no harm while I was with her. I knew it in a way that I knew that grass was green, the roses had sharp, woody thorns, that breakfast cereal was sweet. — Neil Gaiman