Homilias Diarias Quotes & Sayings

Again, we may decry the color-prejudice of the South, yet it remains a heavy fact. Such curious kinks of the human mind exist and must be reckoned with soberly. They cannot be laughed away, nor always successfully stormed at, nor easily abolished by act of legislature. And yet they must not be encouraged by being let alone. They must be recognized as facts, but unpleasant facts; things that stand in the way of civilization and religion and common decency. They can be met in but one way - by the breadth and broadening of human reason, by catholicity of taste and culture. — W.E.B. Du Bois

I love cats. I've had cats as pets. — Sam Raimi

Worry compounds the futility of being trapped on a dead-end street. Thinking opens new avenues. — Cullen Hightower

/Why do you insist on taking the scooter if you know you're not going to want to use it?'The child spoke with her wet lips brushing the flesh of her mother's ear: 'I don't know what I'm going to want until when I want it. — Zadie Smith

I've been enjoying playing with fashion - gold grills and diamond grills have just become a part of that. — Jill Scott

Sometimes it felt as if the world had forgotten about us and our problems. — Saroo Brierley

We have a long history of snapshot photography that appeared to many to be more arbitrary and idiosyncratic than much of the work of professionals. We valued it for what it could tell us about the details of people's daily lives. — Fred Ritchin

I think life is a book," Eleanor said. "God writes it. We're His characters. He knows what happens on the next page, but we don't. Heaven is where we get to read the book cover to cover and see how it all makes sense. — Tiffany Reisz

When I'm talking to groups that are all men, we talk about how the masculine role limits them. They often want to talk about how they missed having real fathers, real loving, present fathers, because of the way that they tried to fit the picture of masculinity. — Gloria Steinem

Death begets death begets death. — Pierce Brown

She would have liked to love. It was terrible to think she had never loved her son as a man. Sometimes her hands would wrestle together. They were supple, rather plump hands, broad and not yet dry. But wrestling like this together, they were papery and dried-up. Then she would force herself into some deliberate activity or speak tenderly to her good husband, offering him things to eat, and seeing to his clothes. She loved her husband. Even after the drudgery of love she could still love him. But sometimes she lay on her side and said, I have not loved him enough, not yet, he has not seen the evidence of love. It would have been simpler if she had been able to turn and point to the man their son, but she could not. — Patrick White

You have no idea how screwed up I am."
"That's not true. I know. I just don't care. — Shaina Richmond

I've never felt any sense of competition with anybody, and we're all friends; we're all good friends. — Jim Henson