Lacuri Sarate Quotes & Sayings

Once her tears started, she always had hard time stopping, to the extent that i wondered how she was able to hold them in the first place. — Kyung-Sook Shin

We have the notion that we exist but we have no way to prove it. 'I am' is the closest foundation we can get. — Stan Brakhage

Thy silence, then that voices thee. — Herman Melville

[Reverend James] Dobson says that the [Spongebob Squarepants] video would be watched by millions of elementary school students and includes a reference to being 'tolerant of differences.' The nerve! Who does Spongebob think he is? Jesus Christ? Tolerance will not be, uh, tolerated. Oh, and tolerance is quite possibly closesly connected to gay-ance. — Celia Rivenbark

I - a philosopher - live in the cage of flesh and blood. — Kedar Joshi

Sense is our helmet, wit is but the plume; The plume exposes, 'tis our helmet saves. Sense is the diamond, weighty, solid, sound; When cut by wit, it casts a brighter beam; Yet, wit apart, it is a diamond still. — Edward Young

It's just old black-and-whites,' she had said, flicking her wrist in the way one might dismiss a pile of junk mail. 'Relatives nobody remembers.' 'No,' I said, running to the box. 'Don't throw them out. I'll keep them.' I may not have known the names of the majority of the ancestors pictured inside, but it felt like a betrayal to send their memories to the landfill. I couldn't bear the thought. — Sarah Jio

ONLY GOD HELPS THE BADLY DRESSED." - SAYING (SPANISH) — Deborah Lynn Darling

Practice? I never practice. I just write songs and take solos. — Tom Verlaine

Hey, let's get serious ... God knows what he's doin' He wrote this book here And the book says: 'He made us all to be just like Him', So ... If we're dumb ... Then God is dumb ... (And maybe even a little ugly on the side) — Frank Zappa

Oh, it's not done,' I said, 'but neither is adultery or theft or running away from the enemy's fire. The not done things are done every day, Henry. It's part of modern life. I've done most of them myself. — Graham Greene

He wasn't running," said Bruno, "and he wasn't crawling. He went struggling along like a portmanteau. And he held his chin ever so high in the air - — Lewis Carroll