Mujer Sin Jefe Quotes & Sayings

I said your superstitions were crazy, but I haven't said anything about your beliefs in fate or God or providence or whatever you decide to call it. How can the billions of people on the earth who believe in something all be wrong? How can there be noted scientists and doctors who confess to praying every day if it's a big hoax? How can someone die and just be finished or snuffed out? There has to be more and I fully believe there is. — Whitney Boyd

There's nothing in the world that compares to the feel and smell of brand-new rain. — Colleen Hoover

In the morning counsels are best, and night changes many thoughts. — Anonymous

It was cold in the street and I crossed to the lighted blaze of shops in Rue Fuad. In a grocer's window I saw a small tin of olives with the name Orvieto on it, and overcome by a sudden longing to be on the right side of the Mediterranean, entered the shop: bought it: had it opened there and then: and sitting down at a marble table in that gruesome light I began to eat Italy, its dark scorched flesh, hand-modelled spring soil, dedicated vines. I felt that Melissa would never understand this. I should have to pretend I had lost the money. I did not see at first the great car which she had abandoned in the street with its engine running. She came into the shop with swift and resolute suddenness and said, with the air of authority that Lesbians, or women with money, assume with the obviously indigent: 'What did you mean by your remark about the antinomian nature of irony?' - or some such sally which I have forgotten. — Lawrence Durrell

They both possessed a victimhood that had been conferred because they'd both been guilty of being female in a world where some men believed they deserved never to feel powerless. — Val McDermid

The mythical stories we tell about our heroes are always more romantic and often more palatable than the truth. — Leonard Mlodinow

Marshall was a pioneering player. As a threat in so many different aspects of football, he revolutionized the way in which the running back position was played. He was the player that I wanted to emulate. — Tiki Barber

I didn't know there were 2 ten o'clocks in a day ... — Thelonious Monk

Books are frozen voices, in the same way that musical scores are frozen music. The score is a way of transmitting the music to someone who can play it, releasing it into the air where it can once more be heard. And the black alphabet marks on the page represent words that were once spoken, if only in the writer's head. They lie there inert until a reader comes along and transforms the letters into living sounds. The reader is the musician of the book: each reader may read the same text, just as each violinist plays the same piece, but each interpretation is different. — Margaret Atwood