Mibeer Quotes & Sayings

It's a great honor, m'ijo. We know that. I'm sure everyone in Ysleta is proud of you. But this is who you are," she said, for a moment scanning the dark night air and the empty street. A cricket chirped in the darkness. "God help you when you go to this 'Havid.' You will be so far away from us, from everything you know. You will be alone. What if something happens to you? Who's going to help you? But you always wanted to be alone; you were always so independent, so stubborn."

"Like you. — Sergio Troncoso

I hated the words. Each one was like a big live insect in my mouth. — Glen Duncan

His mother regarded her life patiently, as if it were a long moment that she had to endure. — John Edward Williams

What is a potto?"
"It is a little furry creature that sleeps all day with its head between its legs and then walks about very, very slowly all night, high in the trees, slowly eating leaves and creeping up on birds as they roost and eating them too. — Patrick O'Brian

I knew a man who gave twenty years of his life to a scatterbrained woman, sacrificing everything to her, his friendships, his work, the very respectability of his life and who one evening recognized that he had never loved her. He had been bored, thats all, bored like most people. Hence he had made himself out of whole cloth a life full of complications and drama. Something must happen and that explains most human commitments. Something must happen even loveless slavery, even war or death. — Albert Camus

My whole life has been movies and religion. That's it. Nothing else. — Martin Scorsese

The unforgettable thing in his life is usually not a thing he has done or left undone, but a thing done to him - some insolence or cruelty for which he could not, or did not, avenge himself. — Max Beerbohm

I would rather live in McCain's world than Obama's. But I believe that we live in Obama's world. — Sally Quinn

A tiny sound of alarm escaped her. She pulled back. He gripped her, though, and pulled her to him. Did he think that she might slip through his arms or vanish? Or was his fear that he might? He raised both hands to cup her face, to hold her lips against his own. It was as though the moment was a stolen one, as though every second counted, as though this first kiss was doomed to be their last. — Kelly Creagh

Life is different than it was in the Nineties. I'm a dad, and there are other things I have to get done in an afternoon than just being an artist. — Chris Robinson