Handanalyse Quotes & Sayings

I am a dog that loves my fleas. — Uncle Kracker

I knew the marks were never going to disappear. They were always there. Permanent in the deepest sense of the word. — Keary Taylor

At the ponds that evening I said to Antonio: "It's always been like that, since we were little: everyone thinks she's bad and I'm good."
He kissed me, murmuring ironically, "Why, isn't that true?"
That response touched me and kept me from telling him that we had to part. It was a decision that seemed to me urgent, the affection wasn't love, I loved Nino, I knew I would love him forever. I had a gentle speech prepared for Antonio, I wanted to say to him: It's been wonderful, you helped me a lot at a time when I was sad, but now school is starting and this year is going to be difficult, I have new subjects, I'll have to study a lot; I'm sorry but we have to stop. I felt it was necessary and every afternoon I went to our meeting at the ponds with my little speech ready. But he was so affectionate, so passionate, that my courage failed and I put it off. — Elena Ferrante

The ultimate significance in life comes not from something external but from something internal. It comes from a sense of esteem for ourselves, which is not something we can ever get from someone else. People — Anthony Robbins

I shall be delighted to see you again this evening."
"Will you?"
(chuckles) "How tart! Positively lemonish of you."
"Lemonish; really. — Julia Quinn

If we dwell in spirit, or Soul, we are living in happiness, for Soul is a happy entity. It is seldom anything else. When the mind presses in on it too strongly, however, it withdraws and leaves the body under the tyranny of mind. — Paul Twitchell

A body slammed against the glass, his face and palms pressed to the surface. It was a horrid sight. His pupils were red and crazed, his face extremely pale and dirty. Dark red blood was smeared across his cheeks and chin. The man stood still for a moment, just watching us with his crazy eyes. Something reanimated him. He slid his palms down the clear, clean glass, leaving a trail of bloody streaks. — Rose Wynters

It wasn't the same sort of defiant attitude she saw so often among young men of the ton. She'd met so many men of that kind - the ones who made such a point of defying convention, and then spoiled the effect by going out of their way to make sure that everyone knew how daring and scandalous they were. — Julia Quinn

You are you even before you grow into understanding you are not anyone, worthless, not worth you. Even as your own weight insists you are here, fighting off the weight of nonexistence. And still this life parts your lids, you see you seeing your extending hand as a falling wave - I they he she we you turn only to discover the encounter to be alien to this place. Wait. The patience is in the living. Time opens out to you. The opening, between you and you, occupied, zoned for an encounter, given the histories of you and you - And always, who is this you? The start of you, each day, a presence already - Hey you - — Claudia Rankine

One cannot in the nature of things expect a little tree that has been turned into a club to put forth leaves. — Martin Buber

Wal-Mart's success strategies and tactics are easy to understand yet hard to duplicate. — Michael Bergdahl

Nonetheless, the past is part of your present consciousness - it forms the spectacles through which you experience the present. — Irvin D. Yalom