Kratkovlasky Quotes & Sayings

The old world is dying, but a new world is being born. It generates inspiration from the chaos that beats upon us all. The false grandeur and security, the unfulfilled promises and illusory power, the number of the dead and those about to die, will charge the forces of our courage and determination. The old world will die so that the new world will be born with less sacrifice and agony on the living ... — Carlos Bulosan

Was Apollo giving me relationship advice? This was officially the weirdest moment of my life, — Jennifer L. Armentrout

Ya can't get to Nevada on five bucks and a bad heart ... — Dave Matthes

I wont cry for you, my mascara's too expensive... — Adriana Lima

I am no fan of books. — Stephen Colbert

Being an art form, verse cannot be "free" in the sense of having no limitations or guiding principle. — William Carlos Williams

When I was bartering to gain clients, I was self-sabotaging my business. I wasn't making money, and the promised "exchange of advertising" wasn't helping to grow my business. — Kim Beasley

I would tell kids not be like me, but to try and be better than me. Because I always wanted to be better than everyone I was around. That's what drove me. I wanted to be better than my role models. I'm super competitive. — Danica Patrick

You were going to propose to me?" I asked, still completely confused. "Do women even do that?" She punched me, hard, in the arm. "Yes, you chauvinist. And you totally stole my thunder. — Christina Lauren

You can't left your happiness depend on external factors.It comes from within you.That is the source of true happiness. Only then can you enjoy the pleasures and comforts of life. Only then can you notice the privilege of a such a life. — K.J. Kilton

A couple of minutes later, and the tram started to climb up from Alfama, the streets widened, heavy traffic and Lisboetas about their normal hum-drum business. We skipped off at a busy triangle where three roads converged. A handful of shoppers and workers waited in the small yellow bus shelters, or smoked against the trees that would fringe the diamond with shade when summer came again. Taxi drivers drank coffee from paper cups and ribbed an old guy shaving in his cab. Just another normal day rolling around; no problem, and life trips along no matter who dies in the night. — Gerard Cappa