Manguito Quotes & Sayings

And then in a moment of pure magic, our lips touch tenderly and sensitively! — Avijeet Das

Never forgive, never forget. — Sarah J. Maas

Blessed are those who, in the face of death, think only about the front sight. — Jeff Cooper

I'd love for there to be a situation - a world in which that's just not even a question anymore. We are all filmmakers - different stripes, genders, sexual orientations, colors - and our work can be taken on its own terms. I'm really looking forward to that day. — Lynn Shelton

I think about the audience in the sense that I serve as my own audience. I have to please myself the way, if I saw the movie in a theater, I would be pleased. Do I think about catering to an audience? No. — Shane Black

Every good composition is above all a work of abstraction. All good painters know this. But the painter cannot dispense with subjects altogether without his work suffering impoverishment. — Diego Rivera

It is by suffering that Christ brings it in to the kingdoms of this world — L. Michael Morales

I don't want to get old. I have this very silly fear, dear friend, that one day I'll be old, without ever having really been young. — Beatrice Sparks

I'd rather die on my feet making a speech than die of Alzheimer's - and that's what I'm planning to do. — Tony Benn

But that's just the way it was surviving in America's public schools. Every day was a struggle. Every day was psychological warfare, and if you didn't stay sharp, the system would grind you into human pencil shavings. — Jonathan LaPoma

But how to know the falsity of death? How can we know there is no death? Until we know that, our fear of death will not go either. Until we know the falsity of death, our lives will remain false. As long as there is fear of death, there cannot be authentic life. As long as we tremble with the fear of death, we cannot summon the capacity to live our lives. One can live only when the shadow of death has disappeared forever. How can a frightened and trembling mind live? And when death seems to be approaching every second, how is it possible to live? How can we live? — Rajneesh