Lilianas Italian Quotes & Sayings

Sing out and say something, my hearties. Roar and pull, my thunderbolts! Beach me, beach me on their black backs, boys; only do that for me, and I'll sign over to you my Martha's Vineyard plantation, boys; including wife and children, boys. — Herman Melville

There is no way reality can be prevented from flowing the way it
flows. It is our vain attempts to force it to flow in the service
of our imaginary needs which sets us in painful conflict with our-
selves and nature. You are not separate from the flowing reality;
you are that flowing reality. See this and you will not see any-
thing else which conflicts with it. You will be what you see. — Vernon Howard

The trouble with the world is that the stupid are cocksure and the intelligent are full of doubt. — Bertrand Russell

Under the law established by the possessor of the greatest number of devices, sickness and the sick will flourish. — Italo Svevo

In Paris, it's common to acknowledge someone attractive. The French don't avert their gaze like other cultures do. Haven't you noticed? — Stephanie Perkins

You know, when you've been to the top, you get comfortable, and you know what it feels like to be a champion, to have nice things and all that. You know, it's just not as appealing as it was coming up. — Jon Jones

And for some reason she held the sentence suspended without meaning in her mind's ear, " ... quite enough for everybody at present," she repeated. After all the foreign languages she had been hearing, it sounded to her pure English. What a lovely language, she thought, saying over to herself again the common place words ... — Virginia Woolf

Something like reading depends a lot on just having people around you who talk to you and read you books, more than sitting down and, say, doing a reading drill when you're 3 or 4 years old. — Alison Gopnik

I just feel like even the ugliest truth feels a whole lot better than carrying around the weight of lies. — Ginger Scott

We felt there was a creeping tepidness in music, a cloying softness, as if music were only a salve, not an instigator. It's — Carrie Brownstein