Lo Prohibido Quotes & Sayings

I'm shy and can't for the life of me barge around and slap people on the back. I sit in a corner by myself and am tickled to death when someone comes over to talk to me. — Alan Ladd

M: Don't go there. Besides, you want to tell me about this prom date? Hmm?
J: He's just a fiend. We barely know each other.
M: Nice, The stuff dreams are made of. — Kelly Bingham

I realized that she had simply fulfilled her mission in this life and that she had escaped another dimension where her spirit, finally free of its material burden, would be more at home — Isabel Allende

HeartMath found that five minutes of feeling love and care can strengthen your immune system for up to six hours, whereas five minutes of feeling angry can weaken and suppress the immune system for six hours. Love releases very powerful, beneficial chemicals into the body. — Marci Shimoff

No one worth calling a man allows his moods to change his convictions; but it is by moods that we understand other men's convictions. The bigot is not he who knows he is right; every sane man knows he is right. The bigot is he whose emotions and imagination are too cold and weak to feel how it is that other men go wrong. — G.K. Chesterton

I have to say I've been lucky in that way in that I've been able to go from different films and different genres with different challenges. — Amy Adams

It's our money, and we're free to spend it any way we please. — Rose Kennedy

Nature is man's teacher. She unfolds her treasures to his search, unseals his eye, illumes his mind, and purifies his heart; an influence breathes from all the sights and sounds of her existence. — Alfred Nobel

She was just released from prison and forgot what a man felt like. — Bella Jeanisse

Everything becomes so problematic because of basic faults: from a discontent with myself. — Anna Freud

The trouble with thinking was that, once you started, you went on doing it. — Terry Pratchett

Kellan looked back at me, cocky amusement infused into his lopsided grin. "I'm glad you don't squeal when I look at you." He leaned in, his arm brushing mine. "I like having to earn it," he whispered. — S.C. Stephens