Morirme De Una Quotes & Sayings

Ah well." Gignomai turned slowly round. "It's not often commented on, but when you stop and think, mercy is the biggest injustice of them all. — K.J. Parker

Embrace your fears. Don't let them keep you from moving forward. — Trish Blackwell

Americans are in a cycle of fear which leads to people not wanting to spend and not wanting to make investments, and that leads to more fear. We'll break out of it. It takes time. — Warren Buffett

I've always worked very efficiently on small budgets, both in documentaries and in features. — James Marsh

I needed reassurance from the doubts that were beginning to surface in my mind since I'd first given voice to them in conversation with Amy. — Catherine Sanderson

It stands to reason that anyone who learns to live well will die well. The skills are the same: being present in the moment, and humble, and brave, and keeping a sense of humor. (361) — Victoria Moran

But of all the water's secrets, he saw today only a single one-one that struck his soul. He saw that this water flowed and flowed, it was constantly flowing, and yet it was always there; it was always eternally the same and yet new at every moment! Oh, to be able to grasp this, to understand this! — Hermann Hesse

The revolutionary government owes to the good citizen all the protection of the nation; it owes nothing to the Enemies of the People but death. — Maximilien De Robespierre

So we know that it's not enough for us to simply encourage more people to study abroad. We also need to make sure that they can actually afford it. — Michelle Obama

His angelic wings blackened when the dark fury assailed his mind. Summoning new strength from the unholy power that ravaged his soul, grieved to drastic levels of desperation by the tainting of the holy light within him, he combated ally and enemy alike, bent on destroying both sides in order to ensure the quelling of the dark energies there and then. For days and nights, the lone warrior bathed himself in the blood of angels and demons. And when it was over, he stood alone on contaminated land, with a contaminated soul. He was banned forever from Heaven and not even Hell had space for a creature which seemed to cherish Oblivion over Pandemonium. The dark angel, not so far removed from his former self as his superiors seemed to believe, died on the edge of the cliffs, of utter loneliness and despair. — T.A. Miles