Incontri Savona Quotes & Sayings

I do not believe that you have to spend a lot of money to eat well: it is hard to beat a plain old baked potato. — Laurie Colwin

She rose and walked to the small fireplace, where a kettle had been set long before supper. It was gently steaming now. She caught up a rag and reached for the handle, but another, much bigger, hand got there first. Lily gave a tiny jump, watching wide-eyed as Caliban picked up the hot kettle as easily as lifting a twig. At least he'd had enough sense to shield his palm from the heat with a rag. He stood blank-faced until she pulled herself together. "In here." She stepped gingerly around his bulk and led him into the little bedroom. A tin hip bath was waiting, laid beside the bed on some old cloths. It was already half full of cold water. "You can pour it in there." He lifted the hem of his shirt to hold the bottom of the kettle and she caught an unsettling flash of his stomach. Hastily she looked away, her cheeks heating. — Elizabeth Hoyt

If it respected religion, Israel would have transferred these synagogues back to its territory. — Mohammed Dahlan

I took a correspondence course with a guy at Ohio University. He gave me ten exercises, and one of them resulted in the story "Bactine." It pleased me a lot more than anything else I'd ever done, so I kept messing around and by the time I got to Ohio State I'd written maybe eight stories. — Donald Ray Pollock

If you wish to live in peace and harmony with others, you must learn to discipline yourself in many ways. — Thomas A Kempis

The heroes of the present will retreat to the imitation they are anyhow. — Charles Olson

Horses lend us the wings we lack. — Pam Brown

The media only writes about the sinners and the scandals, he said, but that's normal, because 'a tree that falls makes more noise than a forest that grows. — Pope Francis

If you aren't aware of the reader, you're working in a vacuum. — Joan Didion

John shrugged. "It always seemed silly to me to desire a woman who cannot converse any better than a sheep."
Belle leaned forward, her eyes glittering mischievously. "Really? I would have thought you'd prefer such a woman,considering your difficulty with polite conversation."
"Touche, my lady. I cede this round to you. — Julia Quinn

Cowardice, the dread of what will happen. — Epictetus